Sometime such cloudy day was. Then, I have screened windows blue net curtains. Then, I thought of my moribund friend. He dies of cancer of pancreas. But I can make I nothing.I drink up last coffee.I look on display of phone.This number will be long inaccessible not. I can not hear his voice not long.
He will be beyond my sometimes and area.Here I will be but elsewhere he will be completely.Death is from all necessity most closer.It scares and also it intensifies.