How odd is it that I go about my day not thinking about such things until they hit me right in my face.
Today, I was reminded of how fragile life truly is.
My friend passed away in a car accident.
I feel like I barely got to know the guy.
It feels like yesterday that I was up on the slopes hanging out talking with him about the stupid snowboarders dicking around on the landings. Everyone laughing. All gone.
I don't know what to say.
To see someone living one day and gone the next is the weirdest fucking feeling ever. There are no words to describe it.
You're in a better place now, Buddy. I'm sorry this had to happen to you, of all people. You came off like a genuine bro.
We'll all see you again one day.