It's 3:30 AM and I'm supposed to asleep now because in just a few hours I'll be going with my mom and my hubby to the cemetery. She goes to visit my dad's grave several times a year, and she never misses this day. For those of you who may not know, the first of November is a big thing here...many, many people go to visit their dearly departed on this day. The cemeteries are fiendishly crowded. When my time comes, I think I want to be cremated. Jeez, what a grave mood I'm in now.
Grave. Gravitas. Gravitation. Gravity.
According to dictionary.com, gravity is the natural force of attraction between any two massive bodies, which is directly proportional to the product of their masses and inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them.
Anything that has mass is subject to gravity. Maybe one of the reasons I can't fall asleep is because my thoughts aren't massive enough? Aside from the fact that I'm usually awake at this hour, of course. It can't be for the lack of gravitas, I have too much of that already. I think I'm gravitating towards the loony bin.
Happy Halloween everyone!