Had a dream in which my grandfather was alive. That really messed with me. See, to me, death seems like a monstrously cruel thing to do to living, especially sentient, beings. It's on the top of my list of (many) reasons I bear much hatred for the underlying mechanisms of the Universe. Yes, I hate the very laws of physics. I know they can't help what they are and it's a kinda pointless hatred, but I hate them anyway.