Damn. Damn. Damn.
What a bloody stupid waste.
No, he wasn’t a relative, or a friend. He was an employee of a client agency. I’d worked with him on some things over the years.
A troubled soul who left this life the other day by choice.
And who has left those who did care, who did try to help, hurting over it.
A soul in darkness. For whom I will, in a minute after I’m through being really really pissed here, send prayers to go into the light.
