James Wortman

Tonight I’m coming home to a different home. Because I’m on the fourth floor now instead of three. Because of a phone call that told me that James passed away tonight when his heart just stopped beating. And there are other reasons, but that’s the one that gets me. That someone I’ve known my whole life died tonight while I was here, unaware, lost in my own cares that now seem so petty, so unprepared for the ending of a life.