I really miss my Nan, and my Pop.
I don't know why, but for some reason they're all I can think about the past few days, and it really hurts.
Nat King Cole came on shuffle when I was on the train the other day. I was so shocked, because I totally forgot it was on there, and then I thought Nan would be so happy, because she would have gotten her way, in me owning some of his songs.
And then I almost burst out crying, on a packed train, on my way home from Wollongong.
I really miss my Nan's words of encouragement - especially when I get so mental and stressed with uni and life.
This is so selfish of me - but I miss someone being proud of me.
