So a good friend of mine crashed her motorcycle last night and passed away. It's kind of surreal still. The odd thing is, another friend was on his way home and for some reason decided to take an odd route way out of his way. It just so happened that he came around the corner less than a minute after the crash happened. Those who know me well know that I don't believe in religion in the traditional sense, but I do believe in some kind of higher power. I believe that whatever that higher power is, it (he, she, whatever) sent him to be with her and help her on her way.
RIP Misty. You're free of the problems of this world now.
RIP Misty. You're free of the problems of this world now.