Ferny died today.

I didn't know Ferny, really. He worked for my company, and at the same jobsite, but in a different area than where I work. He hanged himself last night. Something to do with his significant other. I don't know much, but I know that Ferny killing himself won't release him from the demons he was trying to escape. I know I regret some of the things I said about someone I didn't know. I imagine some of the men who did work with Ferny are asking themselves some very difficult, existential questions tonight… though it's as likely that they're attempting to drown those questions in beer.

Sobering stuff. Be mindful of others. Be mindful of yourself.