This is a very, very, very upsetting news for everybody.
There was a time in my life when I was close to someone and the destiny drifted us apart, which caused me missing the terrible part of that one’s story. Simply put, I wasn’t there. Not that it was my fault, it was just the way it was.
And now that another chapter of misery came before me, I am asking myself: what I can do? Or a more basic question is: do I even need to do anything without one’s permission?
Paiton, 13 October 2012
*after 8 days