Woke up on Tuesday, with the habitual Facebook check. Through the News Feed, I was perplexed to see a photo of my friend flooding the page, with a date range of 25 years, with yesterday the last date.
The dread slowly set in. A man I knew, a man who was kind, passionate, altruistic, had lost his life. And I knew him, not well, but I knew him enough; I shook his hand, patted his back, glance him the sincerest of smiles, and it's all gone now.
The two other victims of this incident are still recovering, and I find some respite that things could have been worse. I wish them the quickest of recoveries.
But it is still hard to grasp the fact that you know a victim, especially one who was only a few years apart from you. I can't properly articulate my feelings right now, much to my distraught. Life can be cruel sometimes, no matter how well-off one can be.
Rest in Peace, Sonny. We will all miss you dearly.
Georgia - Vance Joy
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