#SongoftheDay Ghost Riders in the Sky (Neil LeVang)

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I've had a lot of bad pain days recently, and the depression sets in pretty fast.

I start thinking about death, and I try to keep it to myself, because if I think about death aloud, my partner tends to spiral with me. It doesn't take much to get him mentally swirling toward the drain. I guess that's why I'm telling you this stuff instead of telling him.

I've been thinking of a family friend who died a couple years ago. He died in that "perfect" way: he died in his sleep. He wasn't sick or anything. One night he just went to bed and he didn't wake up.

But you know who did wake up?

His wife, who was sleeping beside him. She woke up next to a man who wouldn't wake up. I really can't imagine.

Dying in your sleep might be the perfect way of dying for the person who actually dies, but for the person who doesn't? It sounds both sad and terrifying.


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