Last Monday, a friend of mine passed away. He was 55 years old. What is notable is his age. Tony had been clean for over "10" years. He worked in the Chemical Dependency field. He led a good life since cleaning up and he died too soon.
Did "Fast Living" earlier in life catch up with him; the very thing I am apprehensive about? Tony’s passing has me thinking again, thinking too much.
Right now, depression being in check, I want to live.
