The dying time

This one is not explicitly an entry regarding EVE, just what happens to be on my mind. I happen to work in a field where I deal with chronically ill people on a daily basis. The bizarre thing is that when they start dying they go in waves, and it usually occurs around the changing of the seasons. I know; it's weird. Something to do with all the environmental changes. This is not a sappy lament for lost friends. I am not emotionally invested in these people. But there is a lesson to be learned. You never know when it will end. Live it.

Oh yeah, related EVE point since it's an EVE blog. Life's short and it's a damn game. Less Emorage and more fun.

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