I just found out that one of my dearest friends from college was killed in an accident early Thursday morning. We hadn't done a great job of keeping in touch since I moved to the West Coast. It had turned into one of those friendships where you occasionally talk on the phone or comment on each other's Facebook status, with regular promises to get together next time we were in the same corner of the country. But I'm still shocked and devastated. He's in most of my college memories, one way or the other, and this hurts.
I'm planning to try to fly back east for the funeral, and I doubt I'll be blogging again until the end of next week.
People, if you've got a friend you're thinking you should call or email eventually, or try to catch up with next time you're back in your old hometown, don't put if off. Life is just too damn short and uncertain.