famille

I do believe that my grandfather was cursed, but not by some God-like figure or cloaked heretic. His curse was his hubris, his ego, his unrelenting belief that the cause of his suffering was someone else’s doing.

He was allergic to examining his own fractures, and as a result he lived hollow and died lonely. I don’t want to be like that.

But it would be nice to share blood and memories with someone.