I am using writing and outrage at Trumpworld to distract myself from the sorrow I feel today, having learned that one of my childhood best friends died by suicide over the holidays.

At some point, I will find the peace to write a remembrance. Today, I am hollowed out. Though I haven’t seen him in many years, I always hoped we would reconnect one day. Now that will never be.

What came to mind, because it’s just so fucking true, is this line, typed out on a computer screen by Stephen King surrogate Richard Dreyfuss in Stand by Me:

RIP KFMIII