It’s a rough day today. My friend is gone.
I know we all lose friends, but knowing that doesn’t make it any easier.
I’ve looked forward to communicating with her every day for many years.
I feel sad but must keep moving. That’s what we are supposed to do.
The last friend I lost that was anything like this one was seven years ago.
I gotta keep breathing because the sand continues to pour through my hourglass. I’ve no idea how much is left.