It was 12:17a when I found out that Jeremy King had died. I spent over an hour in shock unable to sleep. Around 2:00a I medicated with some benedryl to make myself sleep--it hardly worked. At 5:02a, I jolted awake with my mind racing knowing that I had to do something--if I stayed there, I would break apart. So I got up, got dressed, and got into my car to go be with my friends. This is the song that was playing in my car as I drove to the King's house. It was so fitting... it is a song about loss and memory and pain and grief--just wanting to hibernate and hide from the pain of a deep loss.
It still is one of my favorites, but it is so hard to listen to without great sadness. This song is for you, Jeremy.
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