As It Is, As It Will Be

Alan left us yesterday afternoon at roughly 5:30pm.

I feel like I've failed him, that I could have been there, that I SHOULD have been there. I don't know if I could have made a difference, but I'll never know now and that burns me. I'll never know what went through his mind in those last, dark few minutes and that'll haunt me until I go.

Can't think of anything more to say really.


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