Perhaps I have lived too long.......

Or maybe I’m just being maudlin. More likely it’s just the bottom of my cycle and I’m being hormonal.

I find myself losing friends slowly, apparently destined to be the last one. Consigned to turn out the lights and lock the door on my way out.

Am I no better than the legendary albatross? Losing friends simply by making friends? Am I no better than a modern day red death? Killing people by the simple act of getting to know them?

Is this my penance? Is this my just desserts? Repayment for all the wrongs which I have done, for all my failings in life? Must I be the custodian of my friends remains? Is my fate to watch over their families and place fresh flowers upon graves? Am I perpetually doomed to stand sentinel over their tombs?

I miss you all terribly and I hope and pray that one day I will see you again, that we will be reunited on the other side. Save me a drink and a dance.