Friday, October 24, 2003

Toughest day.

It probably wasn't. It wasn't fun, though. I've said before, I don't handle loss well. We buried my friend today, after waiting 6 weeks from his death. I was pallbearer. I was the closest I've been to breaking down in a long time.

Somehow, I perservered.

Somehow, I managed to get by.

This is not a surprise. I knew exactly what to do. I walked away from the gravesite, about 30 yards, with some close friends, and I turned around when I knew I was safely far enough to be able to not cry.

Ok. No more tears. No more depressing news. No more a lot of things.

I don't need, after all, all the drama I have.

Can't someone, just anyone, keep their distance for a minute?

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