Friday, February 11, 2011

It ain't right

You're not supposed to bury your 34 year old friends, you're just not. It's wrong and I would give anything to not be doing it. I had a dream that Pete was in last night but I can't remember what was happening. It was nice to see him. I hope to have a few more.

One surprising side effect of this has been I haven't really thought about Kevin at all, other than to think how strange it feels to not think about him. Maybe Pete's death is the shock to my system that I needed, something horrible to snap me out of it. I don't know. All I know is that I hate this.

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