A Good Stiff Breeze

Feb 19, 2009 18:50

Recently I found myself walking on the campus mall, face to the sky, enjoying the warm breeze that was passing over me. The clouds were blue and gold, the trees whispering and laughing. The sun was out, and I'll be damned if it wasn't smiling. I'm sure I cut quite the figure, staring up and out like that, beaming at the hills as if I myself had ( Read more... )

sadness, love, remembrance

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aisforapathy February 20 2009, 02:41:28 UTC
Was this the same guy who confessed to you that he was considering taking his own life? I remember you posting a story about that a while back when you still worked at 7-11.

Either way, you're a more compassionate person than you give yourself credit for. Kudos.

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faeshale February 20 2009, 13:59:06 UTC
Yeah. I think what bothered me was the emptiness in his voice when he said it. It wasn't just depression, it was sincere disinterest in living.

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