Mourning

I went quiet for a bit. The last week has been odd, unexpected, and painful.

A close friend of mine died in an accident last week. It's never good timing, but I feel like this was especially fucked-up timing.

I didn't go to his funeral, which was a hard decision but one I felt like was the best I could have made. I like to grieve privately.

I did have to call several of his friends to let them know about his passing. I found out via phone myself, and I'd rather those close to him heard that way rather than, you know, electronically. It's not a piece of news I loved giving, but I figure that, going into the field I am, it won't be the only time I have to tell somebody that a person they love has died.

At some point I will start sleeping again. I hope.

***