it can't get any worse, can it?

last day of june, and what cames to my mind is: a good friend who is in the hospital with a serious disease; my grandfather, who is fading away - old age, bad health and bitter sorrow finally taking their toll; and my heart and soul both split in two painful halves who can't stop fight over the eventuality of something that, whether it happens or not, will hurt me like fucking hell.

i'm starting to fear what july will bring me, and it hasn't even started yet.