Where do I begin?
At 00:20 on the first of January 2004 I texted a good friend of mine in Zimbabwe to wish her Happy New Year. I received a text back enquiring who I am. I wrote back and said what do you mean who am I?
The reply knocked me for 6 and reduced me to immediate tears.
"Maria was killed in a car crash last night".
Now, I have much experience dealing with cultures where when confronted with a death folks speak matter of factly about things. I was nevertheless amazed and depressed for days.
I tried to call the number a few times and the line was disconnected.
Imagine my shock five years later, when I receive an email from Maria saying, "Hi Toks, long time since we've spoken, how are you? Here is my new email address."
Can anyone shed some theory on this?
Originally Posted by Piamed
Where do I begin?
