Robert was a new security guard here at the library. He was very good man. I enjoyed being around him.
He died yesterday.
I've been crying since I got the email.
Security shares a desk with the 4th floor staff, so I was just sitting next to him yesterday.
Typing that, I'm crying harder.
My hands shake so much that typing is difficult.
Why is it not raining? Why is it so clear and bright outside?
I will miss you.
From Rob's Facebook:
As I sit here writing this, I think to myself; "What the fuck am I doing?". Normally i Think that writing on these things is pretty fucking stupid, and to tell you the truth i still think it is, but as I sit here, drinking my beer and reflecting, I remember all of my friends who i have shared and still share good memories with. Nostalgia? Maybe, but is that all we have? As the years pass and we grow so does the wall that surrounds our minds, we become harder and harder to read and then suddenly... we cant be reached like before, best friends turn simply into friends and in turn those become acquaintances that, with time, become bothersome. It is the sad truth of this modern world we live in, we keep our distance from people for fear that we will lose them in the grinding gears of time. Let us not forget those we have befriended, those we call our friends, Nakama, amigos... for friends are a wonderful thing, a friend in need is a friend indeed and true friends only show themselves when we are at our worst. it sounds stupid, corny, and truthfully downright stupid... but i would much rather be a stupid friend than a bothersome acquaintance.
To all of my friends... lets stand the test of time, lets sit and drink when we cant walk anymore, and let us reflect on all of the wonderful times we have shared together.