my mind has a tendency to wander, even during the most solemn of moments. i'm not sure if it's appropriate, but it's difficult for me to not think about these things. so i think about how a funeral is not the place i want to see people i went to high school with, or that the girl sitting next to me once dumped my 8th grade boyfriend (who is now my best friend) for me, or that it's the first time in 10 1/2 years that i've seen the guy a few rows back sober. and i also can't help but think about the fact that the last time i was in this chapel, it was for my wedding, and that makes me rather sober, too.