Sad, Strange Day
.... it's been a weird, sad day.
Heard the news about Anj... didn't really know her, but I loved reading her fics. It's really sad that a car accident took her away from the world.
Today on the way home from work I passed two of those roadside crosses. Ones that I noticed, anyway, because they were recent. One was huge, at least five feet tall so that you could see it, because it was on the other side of a new guardrail, partway down a steep, tree-filled drop off... which I noticed because there was a girl sitting on the guardrail in front of it.
The other one I noticed had four bouquets of flowers in front of it and it was at the corner of an intersection. So many flowers... must have also been recent.
Almost two years ago a friend of mine also died in a crash. Slammed into a tree about a half-mile from my parents house on his way to work one morning.... he was speeding pretty bad and hit a tree. He was only 19 at the time. I still look at the cross under that tree almost every time I pass it.
.... spring.... the season of death and rebirth. And the world moves on...
I wrote a sad-fic at work today. Not a deathfic, but a breakup kinda thing. The Birds and the Fish. It's PoT, so... yeah, I know a lot of you aren't interested in it.
Heard the news about Anj... didn't really know her, but I loved reading her fics. It's really sad that a car accident took her away from the world.
Today on the way home from work I passed two of those roadside crosses. Ones that I noticed, anyway, because they were recent. One was huge, at least five feet tall so that you could see it, because it was on the other side of a new guardrail, partway down a steep, tree-filled drop off... which I noticed because there was a girl sitting on the guardrail in front of it.
The other one I noticed had four bouquets of flowers in front of it and it was at the corner of an intersection. So many flowers... must have also been recent.
Almost two years ago a friend of mine also died in a crash. Slammed into a tree about a half-mile from my parents house on his way to work one morning.... he was speeding pretty bad and hit a tree. He was only 19 at the time. I still look at the cross under that tree almost every time I pass it.
.... spring.... the season of death and rebirth. And the world moves on...
I wrote a sad-fic at work today. Not a deathfic, but a breakup kinda thing. The Birds and the Fish. It's PoT, so... yeah, I know a lot of you aren't interested in it.