Maybe I was having a manic or, more like, morbid Monday, and thinking about how flimsy a form our sack of flesh and bones really is, but today I found myself drawn to a few stories that reinforced the view. The main trigger came from a friend that phoned me up seeking some assistance on a few things. In the course of our chat she mentioned she was at the funeral of a friend of hers over the weekend. He had been hit by a bus. My friend had been at his wedding only six weeks prior. I don’t know the guy personally and don’t know anything more about the story than she was willing to tell. But I guess it’s just another reminder for us all to live more, laugh more, love more. If not now, when?
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