Thursday, October 4, 2018
I intended to vent about this on your facebook wall, but apparently that's been disabled, I don't know.
I have a co-worker, I barely know her, but she lost someone important to her today. I wanted to reach out and give her some sort of assurance that things will get better, and in some sense they will, but not like we want. Things don't get better in a linear sense, they just get farther away. I don't think about you first thing like I used to, hell, I don't even quite think about you every day anymore, but it still hurts the same way.
I've spent the last hour crying, 3 years later. People don't get over losing a brother.
So I told her that. I told her that she won't think about it first thing forever, and if that seems like a sad condolence, then blame the world, or God if that's what you're in to. Things don't happen for a reason, things just happen.
I wish we could have watched the next season of Rick and Morty, or listened to the new Twenty-One Pilots album, you would have hated it. You never got to hear Lordes new album, you never made it to Seattle.
All you needed was another 2 years, and you would have become the man you always tried to be, and you would have done what you wanted to do in life. I wish I could have seen that. You'd love it here.
You once told me that I was one of the few remaining genuinely good people left, "A beacon of kindness and goodness", and I hope that's true. People don't tell me things like that anymore, and I don't know if that means that you were special or I'm not anymore. I think maybe I'm just a little too sad now to have people care about that.
I recently started taking interest in poetry, I would have loved to talk with you about that. There's so many concepts that I felt like I never effectively communicated to you forever ago, that I have the language for now, I wish we could talk about what it means to be a link in the chain of a tradition. I smoked American Spirits when you died, I kicked them though.
After you died things fell apart pretty fast, and it made it clear that you were the glue that held us together as a group of friends, as a family. I think maybe that I could be someone like that to other people, but I don't know if I ever will. I wish I could have kept my friendship with the people we knew, I wish I was able to go back and change things.