i should probably be going to bed (or getting ready for bed), but the past few weeks have been crazy and i'm not exactly sure when i'll get another opportunity to write.
school's going well. i'm the third-oldest in my course, and i feel it daily. so many of the kids oin my class don't seem to care. maybe i care too much because i've been waiting for an opportunity like this for so long - who knows?
regardless, i don't really want to write about school. frankly, i dn't want to waste time when i could be sleeping. i need to write about something a bit more important...
one of mine and joe's friends died friday. his truck was hit by a sewage truck on the 13th (i think - i can't really remember and don't want to bother looking. wasn't important anyways) and the dillon on september 11th. he was in a coma until they took him off life support.
people die every day - people our age die every day. people we know die a bit less frequently, but it happens. i wasn't particularly close to kenny, though i liked him enough. he was a great guy - he made people smile, he laughed a lot and had a genuineness about him that so few have now. that alone should be enough reason for me to lament his untimely death. there's so much more to it, though...
kenny was a newlywed (well, as much as joe and i are), and a daddy. his daughter mya is a little older than joey - five months to be exact. joe had gone four-wheeling with kenny before. we hung with the same crowd. he was very close with joe's cousins - in fact, he was leaving gerry and erin's to go home when the accident occurred.
i think what really makes this accident so scary is how close to home it hit - that could have been joe. if the universe doesn't care that, on average, probably only five cars run that intersection daily, it probably doesn't care which 28 (or, in joe's case, 29)-year-old it takes from his baby girl either... candice and kenny could have just as easily been at joe's funeral while i tried to keep my composure (probably not half as good as candice did - she was a rock today, and i was too much of a baby to even go up to her) as my world fell down around me.
it's also impossibly unfair. just totally unfair.
so, to everyone who reads this (all, oh, four of you? and jackie too! ;) ), please, hold your babies a little tighter tonight. even if your significant other pisses you off, "forgets" to do the dishes, then expects sex, give them a hug and try not to be too mad at them. it's just not fucking worth it, and i've got to start realizing that...
r.i.p. kenny - you've made a bigger impact than you'll probably ever know...