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[lensman]

What a weird way to start the weekend

I just got some bad news last night, and it's leaving me feeling blah.

An old friend (Who I haven't seen in a few years) was killed last night by a car as he was walking home from Revere along somewhere along Rt 16.

We were never all that close of friends, but it's still just hitting me in a kinda weird way.

I hope I can shake this before everything starts tonight, there too much a have/want to do.

On a more positive note: It turns out one of the people I work with in another Dept here was on the TLC show "Junkyard Wars".
For a show tat was based in the UK it sure had a lot of New Englanders in it.... ;-)

Comments

[dionysia.livejournal.com]

i am sorry to hear about your friend...

*hugs*

di

[(Anonymous)]

[sigh] Grieving is such a funny thing, in that it sometimes doesn't seem to make logical sense: i.e., why be so weirdly bummed about someone you were not close to/hadn't seen in so long? Makes plenty of emotional sense, though. We usually have to live in denial about how vulnerable we really are. We usually need to think we're in control. These things happen and we're reminded how easily it could have been you or your loved ones on Rte. 16 that night. Or anywhere else for that matter.

Not that the "why" makes much difference, but hey, what else do we have to hold onto in these matters?

Each other. So maybe you can honor your friend by keeping him in your mind while you enjoy Arisia and your nearest/dearest all the more fully this weekend simply because of him. Don't let the moments pass in a blur of activity: hold them close. Dum Vivimus, VIVAMUS! While we live, let us LIVE!

All the rest is dust.

Wish I could hold you.

xoxo
roaming-in-the-gloaming

[abtarchive.livejournal.com]

I am really sorry to hear about your friend.

I think I understand what it is like when someone you know--were friendly with--dies.

My roomates had a friend they studied with in college all the time. She was always over (they were pre-meds.)

I just found out recently that she died--a random, horrible, tragic death. She got burned by cooking for herself...then lost a leg to infection...then died.

I was just stunned. She was very, very young.
Smart. ambitious. And though we werent very close she had been a part of my life.

Again, I am sorry.