OK, this is just a sad rant about people from my youth getting lost in the big nothing.
Just yesterday I took a cab ride, and the driver I know for 35 years at the very least, told me about one of our mutual aquaintances, a girl, still call her a girl though she was on the wrong side of 50 already, had died because of a cerebral aneurisma. It's not the first time, news like that hit me. My generation is starting to die, although we're only in our 50ies by now.
I never did know this people close and very personal, but if you remember the Billy Joel song Piano man, we had sort of a hangout like that when we were in our 20ies and early 30ies. Long closed down since then. You knew everyone being there, what they did for life, what they stood for and what they wanted from life and their disappointments. I wouldn't call them friends, but they were there. It's these people I'm talking about.
Just yesterday I took a cab ride, and the driver I know for 35 years at the very least, told me about one of our mutual aquaintances, a girl, still call her a girl though she was on the wrong side of 50 already, had died because of a cerebral aneurisma. It's not the first time, news like that hit me. My generation is starting to die, although we're only in our 50ies by now.
I never did know this people close and very personal, but if you remember the Billy Joel song Piano man, we had sort of a hangout like that when we were in our 20ies and early 30ies. Long closed down since then. You knew everyone being there, what they did for life, what they stood for and what they wanted from life and their disappointments. I wouldn't call them friends, but they were there. It's these people I'm talking about.
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