WHEN MY FRIEND DIED
Some worrywarts–me for example—dwell on the past, which often manifests as regret. I rarely saw my old friend Lou, other than at my annual New Year’s Day open house. Then he died and I thought, Why didn’t I talk to him more at my party? I immediately wanted to go to lunch with him. The logical thought that followed was Who might die next? This kind of thinking could lead to a lot of unnecessary lunches.
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