Someone from my work passed away unexpectedly at the weekend and so the day has felt really weird because we were almost all there but not really there, if you know what I mean.
It reminded me of when my English teacher died when I was in sixth year and none of my friends had my mobile number to text me when they found out. I remember getting to school that day and knowing that something wasn't quite right but not being able to work out what it was.
Somehow between walking in through the front doors and making my way back to the 6th Year Common Room I figured out someone had died. There were little tearful huddles of people along the way and I don't know why my brain immediately made that leap when there was no other evidence to suggest what had happened.
Of course, my suspicions were confirmed when I reached the Common Room and the whole school had a very similar atmosphere to the one work had today.
Now I'm older and the situation is different in many ways, but the same in others.
I didn't know the person well, but I know people who did and they are hurting and that makes me sad. Sad for the family and the friends and for the fact that we'll not get the chance to know the person any better than we did because they're not here any more.
Like I said, it's weird.
And I'm feeling rather melancholy, so I just thought I'd share.