my dad recently found out that one of his friends wife died. not long ago, another one of his band mates met with the same fate.
kinda like a double blow.

it got me thinking (lol. yall' must be sick of hearing me think by now). how will i feel when i'm at an age where i start seeing my friends face in the orbituaries more often then i do at say the mall?
its scary yet surreal.
you feel like youre one of those figures that cops at shooting range shoot at, only its the proverbial death with the black cloak and the overrated scythe testing out its latest firing equipment, and youre looking down the row, counting down to when youre next.
its not a nice position to be in and it puts everything into perspective, one i feel i could have done without.