Life is short, for some even shorter.
I lost a friend saturday, killed in a car accident.
A fantastic guy, a ray of light.
Easy going, attentive.
He left way too early. Just 26 years old.
I’m still in a bubble of disbelief and pain.
I feel numb.
Every morning i wait for his *hello* when he arrives in the office.
All the fun moments we had together are being screened in my head.
Now that the ceremony has been fixed for friday, the information slowly reaches my brain. And my heart.
Reality hits me. And the pain.
May you rest in peace, Pablo.
I miss you. We all miss you.
My thoughts go to your family.