Losing Friends

well, i missed a couple days logging.  not going to try too hard to catch up.  it's hot as fuck, and i'm sweating my ass off mostly.  i'm not complaining because i promised i was going to keep that at a minimum.  it was a horrible winter.  but this is something else.  this is just spring.  the snow was not even an entire month ago and now we're living in high 80's temperature-wise.  makes one wonder what is really in store for July and August.  but one day at a time...

so, today, i'm good.  hot.  i'm tired.  today i aided on the bus i'm normally on.  today i got up and got moving, the routine intact.  today i got to work and made a pot of coffee for everyone, though i think only i and one other person drank any.  today i went to the gym, i got in treadwork time, i saw my parents, i got to the store, i did the things that were in front of me.  that's all i had in store for the day. 

but i feel so out of it.  the exhaustion continues with me, the heat doesn't make it any better.  a young man, not pictured, Syd and De'ja's cousin, is dying poorly and painfully, not even 30, and that is hard to fathom.  the young lady in the picture is a child that chose to bond with me while in columbus, and the reality that in a couple years i won't even be a curiosity to her memory.  time passes.  people leave, people die, and people learn how to live all over again, if they're tuned in.  i thank my Father for this day of life.