I had a pretty decent

I had a pretty decent day at work today. Got a lot done, and I had planned on spending tonight trying to work more on Stu’s new website. On top of that, I had a decent idea for a poem, and wanted to try to scribble for a little bit, before I settled down to work in Flash.

Only… after getting home, I found my thoughts drifting a bit. And eventually, I found myself thinking about my friend Ann, who died a few months ago. A part of me could feel it coming on and tried to fight it, but another part of me almost welcomed it, wanted to get lost in remembering her.

I’ve found myself going through my day-to-day activities, and every once in a while… out of the blue, I’ll find myself suddenly thinking about her. I don’t know if this is a good or bad thing. I just know it happens sometimes, and abruptly at that.

Even now, I’m still not sure I can write what I want to say. I do miss her a great deal. And as much as I would like to tell her this right now, I should have done it when I had the chance to say it in person.

Some time ago, I had thoughts of posting some images of Ann (although I don’t really have that many). Or emails. Or poems. I wanted to share her voice with people who might not know her as I did. But I was worried about privacy issues, and making some of these things public.

But you know what? Fuck privacy. I want people to get a glimpse of Ann, for you to see how quirky and funny and great she was. And for you to get a sense of why, when my thoughts do turn to her, I feel there is a very palpable absence in the world.