Driving sad

I was listening to some old Billy Joel on the way down to Seattle, the albums I listened to when I was young. Thinking about my childhood made me sad, and I did not know why. Then it hit me: I was about the same age as Lev was. I suddenly felt the impact of a 15 year old dying, like it was me that died. I really let down some tears.

Listening to "Angry Young Man", I thought of Lev, of his anger, how I wanted to give him so much love to help him through, and now I will never get that chance. So frustrating.