Of death, poetry and grief
Facebook today reminded me of a post (Full post at the bottom) from 2014, nine years ago to the date. In the post, I had referenced the death of a friend, and as well as how poignant the song "The Circle of Life" from The Lion King, a movie I had been watching with my 8-year old at the time, had felt. There were a bunch of comments from friends and family, most of those who didn't know the friend in question. I have been getting these throwback reminders from Facebook of late, perhaps reminding me of a time when I was somewhat active on Facebook. Purely from that standpoint, reading the post did not evoke a whole lot of excitement. However, something about that did touch a chord, and that's why I am writing about it. I have had difficulty reading long form writing for a while now. I, who would gobble up books at an enviable pace, have been struggling to pick up a book to read, and to finish it if I did get around to picking up one to read. I have been attributing it ...