When Modern Day Life Is Just Too Shit...

At the weekend, a really good friend of one of my best mates killed himself.

Tonight, I (hopefully) casually invited my mate for a few beers, we talked bollocks for a bit, he recalled some memories of his mate, we drank more than is advisable for a weeknight...

He seemed really appreciative, there was a fair bit of hugging. I sincerely hope I helped in some kind of way, despite never having met the deceased; the text he just sent implies I did and it was what he needed.

It's nice to feel like I kind of did some good, in the middle of what is a bad situation.