Inchoate longing
G'day all! It's been an odd time recently. Last week, a man died. It isn't unusual for someone to die - people do it all the time. This guy was someone with whom I went to high school (note how ugly that sentence is even though it's perfectly grammatically correct?). Daffodils (Daffo-daffo-daffo-daffo-daffodils!) (Very few people will know what I'm referencing but that is ok :-) It's really sent me into a tizz. He was one of the only two guys I would've even considered at school, possibly because he was so focussed on football that girls were not on his radar and just like a cat, I only "liked" the ones who ignored me. (That changed in second year at uni, lol.) The stupid part is it's pretty much 30 years since I last even saw him apart from in the media (he had a fairly high profile job for a while). Why has it knocked me around so much? Is it that he died of cancer? Is it just that he died? If he had died in a ...