Hello, good evening to you all. I saw Ecuador has joined us. Bienvenudo!
Tonight I am going to bore you to tears. Or move you ... You take your pick!
I am sad.
Last Friday night (but I heard last night) a man passed away whom I looked up to, respected, liked immensely and was always happy to meet. He was the best friend of my step-father, so you could say I grew up with him around, from the time I was 9 years old.
He was charming. A clever businessman. Funny. Good-looking. Sometimes tormented, but he never talked about that with me.
And he was nearing 90, I believe. So you could argue that he had a long life.
Yes, he did.
And he lived most of this life very comfortably off. So I am trying my damnest to be philosophical about his passing away. Except it doesn't really work...Yet another one gone.
(How many people will I have to lose...the inner child in me wails)
The weather didn't help me at all today. It was grey, damp.
And being at school, teaching all those youngsters, doesn't allow for sadness. Sadness doesn't play a part in their school days. At least, not my sadness. (Many of them have plenty of sadness of their own)
So....what do you do...
I've decided I'll do what I always do in a secret sad mood: I look to music.