Is it just me?

Ugh. In a bit of a funk around here this morning. Mom sent me a text that someone who I went to school with for 14 years is in their final days of battling cancer. I'm sad for he and his family; for his new wife; for the whole situation. Sometimes life just doesn't seem fair.

Since we were classmates, I can't help but think back about the others in our class who have passed. It's been 11 years since we all graduated, and 3 deaths come to mind immediately. We're 30-31 years old. Does this even seem correct? Other people out there, how many from your graduating class have passed? I know at some point, things start to come fast and furious, but so early?

This adds to other friends who have passed this year (2 from alcoholism-related complications), not related to my academic life, but still people who I cared about.

Sorry to be Debbie Downer on a Monday morning, all. I'll take my Eeyore attitude + the little black raincloud and retreat offline.