It Always Happens to Someone Else Until It Doesn't

I haven't been on much lately, and I don't know when I will be on next. My computer went off the deep end, officially, so I've currently only got brotherly laptops. If I won your contest, feel free to e-mail me, as I do my best to check them. But, I won't be checking my blogroll very much.

But that's the good news.

A old friend of mine recently passed away. We weren't particularly close, but I knew her for a long time. This is going to sound cliche`, but she was always smiling. Her life sucked, but she was happy.
And you know how you read books where the MC thinks she's dreaming?
Not such a far-fetched idea, as I sit here.

You might pause now, give her a moment of respect, and then go on your merry way. Because, of course, this is a story happening to someone else. Because the freak accidents, they're always someone else. They never happen to you. Until they do.
So yeah, you're going to get on with life, because I'm sitting here in NY, and you're my reader over in China, or Italy or Azerbaijin, or Denmark or Australia or Israel or Finland or the UK or even the US or Canada.
Because it always happens to someone else. And then it doesn't.

So laugh, love, and live life. You never know.

R

RIP

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