It's been a long time since I've bothered to actually think of anything to write on here, and now I don't really want to think at all. The problem is is that I don't seem to be able to stop.
Earlier this evening I was given the news that one of my parents' neighbours, who I've known since I was 11, died of a sudden heart attack today. There was no warning, he went just like that. He was a good man; a kind man. And now he's gone.

I guess this should be a reminder that life can be taken away from you with no warning and that every breath you take is a gift. But right now I feel sad.