Tuesday, 30 June 2009
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Took the bike out for an hour today. Wearing a white Tee Shirt I was covered in black bugs and I looked like a human Dalmatian? Tonight I saw my friend who has a very very serious health problem. There was nothing I could say to take away his pain and I felt so frustrated that I could not help him. I should have given him a hug, but it is a bloke thing and we patted backs instead. As human beings we really do not show enough emotion to each other. It was ironic that in the second set of the Concert I had a solo called Too Little Time. Knowing how my friend was so worried about the outcome of the illness I asked the Band leader to pull it, and to his credit he did. For one it was an inappropriate title for that night and also I would have emotionally struggled to play it. Anyone who is not scared of dying has never lived and yet we all shy away from talking about our mortality. I wanted to tell him that it would be ok, but my words would have been shallow and meaningless. All I could do was tell him I would be there for him and even that was not enough. This was a bad day.
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