Death, how final you are.

My friend died tonight. He was going to get glow in the dark golf balls for some little kids. He was T-boned by a drunk driver, they had to cut him out of the truck and he died before he got to the hospital.

I am...really sad. I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes I imagine his death. I wonder if he hurt. I wonder if he saw the other vehicle coming and I wonder if he was scared.

I watched it on the news later, and they just kept calling him 'the man who died' or the 'victim' I just wanted to yell at the TV that he has a name.

I never expected this. Never saw anything like this coming. I'm having a hard time believing it. It doesn't feel real, and I don't want it to be real.

I'll miss him. He was the best person I knew, and one of my best friends.