It's too weird for me when people die. I just can't wrap my mind around it, I think especially because the only people I've known so far who have died have either lived really far away from me and i haven't seen them very often, or I didn't know them especially well, so the same, etc. So when they die, nothing ever really hits to make it sink in. It's kind of like they're still alive, just living in Florida like they always have. A few weeks ago, I was about to suggest sending something over to my neighbor Ruth, until I remembered that she died, I think around a year ago. I used to go to her house and play the piano when I was little, before we bought our own, but I only saw her occasionally after that. It was really weird. I don't know if I'm just really unaffected by death, or if I never have to think about it. Even when people die that I really value, I feel more of a sense of helplessness/frustration/bewilderment. I can't imagine that they're actually gone. I think the closest I've gotten is pets, and that's hit me really hard. I'm not looking forward to someone I actually know being gone.
Well, I guess it's just because he's so young that it weirded me out. I mean, when people reach a certain age, then it's like "Yeah, old people die," or "Adults die," but he was just a little bit older than I.
Hehehe. I guess I'm also partially jaded by the violent video games, violent television, violent media in general. But then I imagine.. it's not so much the death that freaks me out so much as wondering what the kid was thinking as he was flying through the air. It's not human death that freaks me out so much as human terror/pain.
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Hehehe. I guess I'm also partially jaded by the violent video games, violent television, violent media in general. But then I imagine.. it's not so much the death that freaks me out so much as wondering what the kid was thinking as he was flying through the air. It's not human death that freaks me out so much as human terror/pain.
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