All things come to an end

I just found out the other day that one of my friends from high school passed away. I just finished reading his obituary, it was really nice. I am not going to lie...I cried. I don't cry often so when I do it is because I am really sad, and have no other way of expressing myself. For me crying is a last resort and only acted upon when I am alone. This kid was different, he was special, you could just tell. He and my brother had a lot in common, both brilliant guys who would have had, and did have, very fulfilled lives. I am at a loss for words really. It is at times like these that you have to raise your head and try to make something of yourself. Unfortunately I have not been doing a good job of that lately.