November 2nd, 2005

abstract butterfly


It's a curious feeling that hits you when you figure out, using google, that someone you spoke to some months ago died in the interval since your last conversation. I had that experience tonight.

I also know a man who learned his fairly-but-not-quite-totally-recently-ended-relationship lover died a few months later in a car crash. That would be much more alarming and odd.

So transits the glories of the world.