Tonight, I received notification that a uni friend has died.
I can't say I'll particularly miss him: we'd lost touch these last few years, but I was hoping to pick up our friendship through emails and a blog he'd started in March. Still, it's sad.
He was 35 years old. Too young to die as we'd count it, but Lax was wise enough to have lived well.
Rest well, Lax. Rest well.
I can't say I'll particularly miss him: we'd lost touch these last few years, but I was hoping to pick up our friendship through emails and a blog he'd started in March. Still, it's sad.
He was 35 years old. Too young to die as we'd count it, but Lax was wise enough to have lived well.
Rest well, Lax. Rest well.