One of my closest friends has asked me to write a eulogy for his child. His egg child, that is. He is an egg parent. Yeah don't ask what the fuck all this is about. The point is, he's asked me to make a eulogy for his egg child who died in the line of work as a National Geographic photographer. How come the egg gets to work for Nat Geo? :| Anyway, I am making [as i am still not finished by now] two eulogies for Cole Johnson [that's the name of my friend's egg; fantastic, i know], from the perspectives of Cole's dad and wife. I've actually found it quite engaging. I've wanted to write for so long creatively, and this was my chance. It was actually my first time to write a eulogy today, but may i just say that it wasn't that hard. My work is still unfinished largely because i am being distracted by a lot of factors, Facebook being one of them. But ho hum, pig's bum. I am starting now on the wife's eulogy, and may i just say this is the challenging part. It's good to realize though that i am practicing my writing through this. And hopefully next time i have the time to try and write, i'll be able to think of a good theme in which to write about, and please please please please, i hope it'll have good results. I just want to be a better writer. Writing's the only skill i really have.