i clicked on a college friend's fb profile and noticed a wall post, "I miss you and wish i could see you again."  i read more testimonials and fond farewells.  my other friend verified that he passed away a few weeks ago.  he died playing football while on vacation of cardiac arrest, a heart condition he had had.

i think i saw him during that vacation.  i had bumped into him last month in a crowded restaurant in nyc.  despite not seeing him since college, i immediately recognized him.  we chatted for about five minutes of what he's up to, what i'm up to in nyc, and about our mutual friend that he was looking forward to this friend's wedding.  i didn't really know him well, but he always wore a huge smile with a bubbly personality.  i have a good feeling that he was happy and died with no regrets.  his smiling fb profile will be a reminder for me to live life and to be happy.

early morning, i wake up from an ultra busy, ultra fun weekend still partially asleep.  it's the first day of class.  i run off to campus to make it to my class a minute late.  i skip down the stairs to the floor i noted from the course emails as the newly finished lecture room.  i walk through the empty halls looking for the room numbers and finally find the classroom.  i open the door and it's completely empty.  in fact, the entire floor is empty!  i've had too many dreams of me running late to class in an empty school and it's come true!  i ran to another floor to check my emails to realize that i'm 30 mins early.  moded...  :p