Last Friday sucked. My friend ended up passing. I'm in the "grin and bear through it" phase of dealing with it. I spent most of my time with this department with him. We talked a lot of trash and stupid jokes. We saw horrible things and shared amazing moments. I've been missing him since he went to the hospital, but now I'll be missing him for the rest of my life. He'd definitely want us all to get over it, but I think even he knows that's not how things work. Jackass. I think I might donate all the crayons I bought for him to an elementary school in his name and make an annual thing of it; maybe it'll inspire the next generation of crayon eaters. Anyway. I hope you're all doing well. Stay safe, it's kinda messed up out there these days. Thanks for reading, Cadre.