Mr. Evans is still dead

Mr. Evans is still dead. People die sure and a lot of people think you get used to it. They think, “If you have seen dozens of your friends die what does some old man you barely know matter?” I can feel them thinking it. The thing is you never really get used to death, on moment somebody is in your life the next day they aren't. You never get to tell them anything new, they never get to learn about new developments in your life and you never get to hear about theirs. When I was in the military I saw my brothers killed in batter, in terrible terrible ways. This felt different, I didn’t see him die. Just out of nowhere he went from alive to dead without me being able to do anything. I have been in a bad mood since I found out he died however many days ago. I guess I may have been in a bad mood before then too, I can’t remember. After already being in a bad mood today it was Coco that decided to pester me. She came up to me as I was walking into the building from my car (after a session at the gym) and she asked, “Hey Apollo, did you hear that Mr. Evans is dead?” That made me snap, I started to scream at her and told her to mind her own business and to stay away from me. I may have also threatened to kill her but the details are not important. After I got into the building I started on my post-workout routine which consisted of opening a beer, sitting down on my couch, and drinking my beer.