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Day 30: Goodbye

I just received word that I lost my first friend to this petulant little unseen virus. Sometimes, there are no easy words left to type. Sometimes, there is only isolated introspective drinking and the sorrowful notes of nostalgic music left to insufficiently numb the lingering hurt, though it never really seems to stick. Sometimes, you never get that promised tomorrow, despite what they once told us in our youth, those halcyon days when there was seemingly nothing that could touch us.  Or tear us down. There won’t be a funeral to honor him.  There won’t be any awkwardly uncomfortable final services to memorialize his name and to celebrate his experiences.  But that doesn’t mean that there won’t be any goodbyes, heartfelt and honest.  I owe him …

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