Some photos to please the dead... or not

30 Jun, 2026

I was having these ideas in my head for some days about a subject that I was really excited to write, something about how it was my experience growing up and having my formative years as an undiagnosed autistic child at the same time my father was earning a degree in early childhood education. But for some reason, every time I take too much time cooking something in my head instead of creating it at once, some crazy shit happens in my life to make my plans change...

My grandpa died less than 24h ago. I am, at this moment, ditching the last part of the wake, and I'm not going to the burial either. I have complex feelings about him. He wasn't a very good person at all, and I'm not feeling well standing next to people that are so down while I don't feel any type of typical sadness over his death. I could write about grief and this strange feeling of seeing close family that you don't love anymore dying, but I can't stand the subject of death any longer today, and that's saying a lot since I'm a horror freak.

To pass the time I spent at the wake not just with the demons in my head, I was organizing some of the albums in my phone gallery, and one of the few things I shared with my grandpa was our obsession with taking photos. My Cybershot, that is hanging on by a thread, was something he gave me once he started to lose interest in basically anything fun in life. I am honoring the small good part of him by taking a lot of photos of happy moments, so as a tribute to my very human and complex grandpa, here are some of my favorite photos that don't explicitly include anyone's face!

Lonely boat in the sea