Life passes by so fast and so quick that it makes life so ridiculous. I have always had a great lust for life and have enjoyed most of the time of my existence. It also makes me a bit anxious sometimes knowing that it will eventually, end. I really love life and living and don’t want it to end.
Sometimes, I feel that the passing of my friends and relatives is only material but not ephemeral at all since they are very much still with me in my thoughts.
Today, I remembered about Joseph Bartolo (Sloopy) with the news about this particular restaurant since we used to dine there together and discuss politics. We were two disgruntled socialists in a political party turning into a criminal organisation and he used to tell me many stories, of course. (I love listening to stories, so if you have any pass them on.)
Sometimes I even purposefully imagine I’m having a conversation with my dead friends in my head. Life is so ridiculous.