I just found out that a very close friend of mine shot himself in the head yesterday.
He is in ICU and there is nothing I can do; I’m not family, I’m just a friend who lives 70 miles away.

He lost his job the other day.
We talked about it. I reminded him that everything changes.
The trick is to let yourself be down for a reasonable period of time, then brush yourself off, get back up and go do what you need to do.
It’s just a job.

Dammit.
What’d you go and do a dumbass thing like that?

Why didn’t I hug you more when I last saw you?