r0nin47

There's good news and there's bad news.. The good news is a good friend of mine is coming out here to visit me from LA. The bad news is that she's here for the funeral of a dear friend. Seems like everyone is going through hard times lately...

Although no one was truly surprised about the death, 23 is too damn young to die! Fucking heroin again! I've lost 11 friends and 1 family member to that shit in the last 5 years.
I sometimes wonder with all the shit I've done, why am I still here and they are not? There is no real explanation for it I suppose.. Some get lucky and overcome addiction and some don't.

As for me.. I'm feeling a little better every day. Even with all the bad things going on. I'm just doing what I can to stay positive. I never thought I'd end up being the person that friends would come to for help, but now that I am.. all I can do is try to be there for them as best I can. I feel really bad for Nicole though.. She grew up with this kid, it's almost like losing a sibling.. She asked me to go with her to the funeral and without hesitation, I had to say yes. Poor kid.. She's lost 2 close friends in the last 3 months, both to addiction..

Well, I need a few hours sleep so I can make myself useful at work tomorrow.