I guess it's a sign of age (and of maturity) to be shaken about people aruptly leaving for ever who once were thought, if thought spesifically at all, to be permanent. We have a strange stage, a brutal stage for our brief stay here, however beautiful, breath taking the vistas. I wonder if we will ever be able to respond to these eternities, to this borderlessness with the seriousness it requires. (Of course it doesn't only require seriousness.) A strange experience this, a strange journey. So, one more farewell in this off-hand fashion. No paying nothing back, but I guess it was never expected, never calculated to be a trade.
