Today was not a “so nice” day. My friend Freelan passed away today. A sad moment. I have only a few friends and only one that would call and we would joke about our lives when we lived in the same house here. A strange and sad day which seemed only heightened as it was his lady friend that found him. The person he finally found that I thought would fulfill something he needed in his life and she did. They just did not have enough time together. I spent sad hours on the phone today trying to make sense out of it and she answered his phone after she found him and called the paramedics. But he was gone.
I went for my after work walk and the sun dappled the slowly turning leaves and spring seems intent on visiting with all that rain. The sky touched its rainbow of colors and produced dazzling purples and yellows signaling the end of yet another day. Another day of what though I wondered as I ate some fruit and drank water in the car. Music came and went in the usually boring tense on our KFOG useless radio. Life had become less and the incremental sadness set in.
I finally just drove home and the traffic obliged and was kind for the evening for the most part. I wondered,
what the hell am I doing here? what is this current thing all about in my life? should I go to Oregon this weekend and help?
I could fly up easily and help Deb but I have nothing to offer. I don’t know who is family was and who should end up being told. I could not find anyone and he never told me of his family.
I’m sorry this post is not about lofty travel goals or desires or places visited with fancy categories. Its instead a sad moment about the passing of a friend that lightened my days with stupid jokes and fun emails and texting when I went out for breakfast and joking about me watching porn. Those things live on but in a memory.