When will sleep come?

Think think think think think.

I'm tired, but I can't sleep. I hate that feeling. My mind has been in a funk/reeling all day. I learned that yesterday, or possibly this morning, a friend from my high school passed away. I wasn't particularly close with him anymore, but I did theater with him and we were in shows together. We hung out in this capacity. Since then, he went on to school at NYU and lived in NY pursing acting.

When I heard the news, my mind immediately went into a tailspin. I couldn't really think clearly. I still can't really get this out of my head. It all hits a little too close to home. The idea that in an instant my life could be over. You think to yourself: am I living the way I'd want to be remembered? Am I doing what I was meant to do right this minute? What would people say about me?

I can't really help but think all of this. I can't help but be thankful for the time I've had up to this point and the direction my life is going now. I can't really help but be sad and upset - regardless of the degrees of separation - this person was a peer of mine; a person in the same field as I. We came from the same town and wanted to pursue the same things.

I know this has nothing to do really with me, but I can't help that my mind has been ceaselessly wandering all day. It hasn't really stopped. I can't sleep.