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 ...