Fate can be cruel, really cruel
I don't think anyone (except one) I know is still on tumblr, and probably this gives me the avenue to post my thoughts that I don't wish to post on other social media.
I haven't paid much attention to friendships in recent years. It's not like I slammed my doors, but it's just more of "there's always next time". Life is busy enough as it is (read: corporate work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion). Until suddenly there isn't a next time.
30 years is too short a lifetime, but somehow that's all fate has given to you. And the manner in which you had to go, it's almost like fate is playing a cruel joke on you, and the people around you. For one of the warmest, kindest person I had ever known, you didn't deserve this. I don't think the media has been fair. I don't think social media has been fair. I don't even think the MP has been fair. But alas, I know nothing because I haven't caught up in a while.
I am at a loss for words, and I don't think words will do justice to the tsunami of emotions that is inside me. But such is a reminder that life has never been fair, and never will.
RIP my friend. I wished I had caught up more with you over the past year. I thought we would next meet at our friend's wedding. This lingering regret, that it something that I will hold on to.













