Sad Post

Okay.

So yesterday, thursday, someone I knew was hit by a car while riding his bike and later died at the hospital. He wasn't someone I was close with. He was an acquaintance of mine. I don't know if we were really friends, although we were always friendly to each other. We hung around the same friends. He was friends with my friends, so we were at the same gatherings sometimes. A few years ago he was my secret santa for chistmas and got me a hawaiin shirt.

The weird thing is, right, that i saw him wednesday night. I was one of the last people who saw him alive. so strange. i shook his hand, smiled at him, saw him talking and moving and living. now he's gone? i even joked with him. he was wearing a berkeley shirt but he didn't go there. i said to him as he was leaving, 'hey, bro. i didn't know you went to berkeley.' he smiled and said as he was turning to leave, 'nah, it's a souvenir.' then he left and the next afternoon he was dead.

yesterday, thursday, after it happened, we gathered at my friends house and sat around a bonfire. no one spoke for about an hour and a half. like i said, i wasn't close to him, but some of my friends were, and they were crying when i got there. i had no idea what to do, what to say, so i sat quietly and stared into the fire.


Possibly more on this later.