I have to admit that I'm suspicious of anyone who has never considered taking his or her own life. I don't consider myself a morbid guy. I'm not depressed, although, of course, I have my "glass half empty" periods.
If there was any kind of chance in my shaky belief system of reuniting with the folks that I have loved and lost, or any of my departed four legged friends, I would take the bus outta' here today.
We all live with memories that we call ghosts. Sometimes, angels.
There's a void that we call loneliness that can only be filled with new memories. Here's to the lonely. Here's to new memories.