February 07, 2004
To me the weirdest thing about when someone dies is that you realize that you never really knew them, at least not as well as you could have, and you'll never have a chance to get to know them better. You can think you know someone like the back of your hand, but you don't. You don't know what was going to happen to them when they got old, you don't know if they were going to have kids with their husband...you don't even know if they were going to stay married to their husband...you'll never have a chance to know them again, except through your memories which will soon only distort into these fantasy memories that are only happy just to make yourself feel better. So does life suck or does death suck or is death a part of life or life a part of death so they both suck?