Something lost - waiting for the gain

Listening to: Of Montreal

I cried last night for something that I lost. It wasn't only mine - it was shared, and we all lost it. A part of it is still around but... it's not the same. Maybe it's kinda stupid that I cried for it but I really liked it and I'm sad it's gone. It's going to be replaced and who knows, maybe it will be just as good, but I don't really think so. At least I still have the group of people I shared this with. That's a nice feeling because I've grown awfully fond of them and wouldn't want to lose them either; not now that I feel I've gotten to know them better. This thing I lost - we lost - was what got me to get to know them better, and I'm pretty grateful for that.

On a somewhat different note I realized yesterday all the death and severe health issues that have surrounded me. Not me personally, but at my work place. I've worked for the current company for over 5 years. From the end of last year to current date, people in advertising (there's only 3 of them) have had family members in and out of hospitals and at least 3 deaths that I can recall. An old boss I had when I first started at this job lost his son. I think it was found out that it was either a suicide or an accidental drug overdose. A co-worker of mine, an old guy named Larry who I was actually fond of, passed away and merely one week later my other co-worker lost his wife to cancer. For him I felt a great deal of sorrow. He knew his wife was slipping away and just when he was hit with the sorrow of losing a long time friend (the co-worker), he was then hit with the tragedy of losing his life long love. He was so quite and unlike himself for a few weeks.

It's amazing how powerful one can be moved by someone else's misfortune.