Becoming friends with Death...

Feb 26, 2006 15:46

1. My friend/coworker Mark's boyfriend killed himself last night. They went to a party and afterward the boyfriend said, "Go away, I want to be alone for a few hours." Mark came back few hours later only to find boyfriends head in a plastic bag and dead as a doornail. Pretty fucked up, huh?

2. Been getting into "Six Feet Under" lately. Yes, I know its like the fourth season, call me a late bloomer. Killer show (no pun intended). I love how death is a major character, but so is life. It reminds me of Northern Exposure except with more dead bodies.

3. Coming upon the 16th aniversary of my father's suicide. I think about it often, I think about him often. I wonder who saw him put the gun to his head and blow his brains out. I wonder what sort of sound he made when he fell over. I wonder if he cried right before hand, or if he was happy to know he would have relief from his pain. I wonder if he thought of us, his family, and had any doubts before he did it.

4. How many dead now in Iraq?

father, suicide, death

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