No, I'm not dead.

But someone else is.

A good friend of my brother died in a car accident last night. He had been known by my family since my brother was in elementary school.

I don't have the answers I wish I could say, and I hope to drown my sorrow in writing.

But death.

That word.

Death.

The end of human life. From old age to flukes like this.

It's inescapable. I know that.

Doesn't mean it won't hurt.

Read More