I've been in a fog all day. I was useless in the gym, made mistakes at work, and my senses were frighteningly dulled on my bike commute.
I can't believe I have been hit so hard by this. At this age, celebrity deaths peak at "that's sad" for me and I move on.
Maybe it's his guileless personality or feeling a bit closer to him with his family being so involved as fans. The skittles, Gatorade, cannon dodging, and the big smile on his face when Marchand beaked him from the box...all such wholesome memories.
He didn't go out doing something reckless or ######y...he was just riding his bike with family.
Ugh.
Anyways, living in Vancouver, there was brief chatter here of the shock and sadness, but nothing that could validate how I felt. I'm so grateful for CP today so I could mourn with you all and try to make sense of this.
Miss you JH13.
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