uncommon
someone i know died from an o.d. last night. this marks the second person with whom i've had casual acquaintance who o.d.'d. the weird part is how it shouldn't even be possible for anyone to have had that experience. but i guess the circle of friends i once had are susceptible to the lifestyle that makes it possible.
anyway, a handful of friends are reasonably distraught by this today.
there's a strange feeling that happens when you hear about someone you know, who is mere days older than you, is no longer walking the earth. it has a sort of empty feeling to it. it's much different than when it's a great aunt or a soldier in this shitty war. it's too close.