I woke up this morning in one of those states, deeply wishing I wasn't here more than anything else. I got out to the grocery store and happened to see a manager I hadn't seen in quite awhile and I thought to ask her about Mario. I hadn't seen him in quite some time, I've known him for about 20 years, he was produce manager and he and I used to have lots of nice talks. I knew he had been really looking forward to retiring this year and I thought maybe that's why I wasn't seeing him any longer. Rebecca gave me the news that he had died suddenly of a heart attack. I'm so sad. For him and his family. And my thoughts immediately after sadness go to why couldn't it have been someone like me instead of him. I want to, am ready to go. I would have gladly traded places. It just doesn't make any sense.
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