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22.6.06

of death

i wasn't going to make a post because today and the last few days became quite insignificant since the snow trip, and i had a ball.

but just heard bout a lady that i don't personally know, had a car accident and died instantly. my sisters went to chant for her at the hospital this afternoon and just got back tonight. i felt quite at a loss - i didn't know her. but it's quite a sad occasion.

they're mentioning what they saw and their experiences, just outside my room. and the counsellor told them to expect to understand it was a traumatic death. her cheekbone, for example, is not expected to be in the same place as if she were alive. she was propped up to the side with a blanket over her body and the viewing room hid alot of...details, to make it look more...presentable to those viewing and present to chant

...feel so blank. what a shame. and what a shame i never knew her...

life is fickle.

there is no time to waste, ever.


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