The morning I read the news I am sitting at my basement office desk. Facebook alerts me to a new message. It is over. She has passed. My coworker sits ten feet away. Without emotion, I say "Oh no. I just got really bad news." I feel numb. I tell her my friend has died and how it happened. I don't look at her as I speak. She is kind, but how does one respond? Moments later she has gone upstairs and my Spotify begins to play "Crack the Case" by DAWES.
Those heartbreaking opening swells. That piano transitioning from major to minor. That gentle guitar. My eyes water and I know I can't stay here. I can't sit and live life as if nothing has happened. I can't let myself fall apart either. Not here.Read More