{"id":314,"date":"2025-11-08T16:35:46","date_gmt":"2025-11-08T16:35:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mcloud.im\/blog\/?p=314"},"modified":"2026-01-18T11:45:42","modified_gmt":"2026-01-18T11:45:42","slug":"time-is-precious","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mcloud.im\/blog\/blog\/2025\/11\/08\/time-is-precious\/","title":{"rendered":"Time is Precious"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Earlier in the week I talked about curve balls, and about how my friend Brian had ben diagnosed as terminal and moved to a hospice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Being a friend (and just human) I had made arrangements to go see him in the hospice this morning&#8230; so well laid plans of getting on Manxman last night, diving half way arriving at the hotel at about 1:30&#8230; the plan was going well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I didn&#8217;t expect to be woken up this morning by Adrian and Liz (our friends) calling me to let me know he had died in the early hours.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I knew it was coming, and sooner rather than later but not this soon&#8230; not before I had chance to say goodbye. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I cried this morning, I still keep getting upset&#8230; I am not sure why&#8230; I knew Brian well but we were not best friends just friends. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My brain has switched from organised to &#8220;numb&#8221; &#8211; it doesn&#8217;t know what it is doing as the well laid plans have now been thrown out of the window. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The plan this weekend was super clear&#8230; get to Birmingham for about 10-11 ish&#8230; spend an hour with Brian&#8230; go find the log book for my car in the storage place&#8230; sort the tyre out (I damaged it and now keep getting warning lights)&#8230;. and depending on whether my ex wants to see me grab a bite\/coffee with him&#8230;. spend few nights in nice hotel&#8230; try to sort out some of the stuff moving it from Birmingham to Barnsley&#8230; see the folks and maybe some friends&#8230; and then Monday\/Tuesday get on a plane and fuck off somewhere far away&#8230; anywhere&#8230; the joys of not having to worry too much about money is it really doesn&#8217;t matter where or how much&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Now the brain has gone to &#8220;I don&#8217;t know what the fuck I am doing&#8221;&#8230;. I randomly drove to Milton Keynes&#8230;. I still don&#8217;t know why&#8230;. I haven&#8217;t done any of the things I wanted to do&#8230; and this is the 5th coffee of the day having stopped a number of times for coffee on the way down, now sitting in a Waitrose cafe writing this.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>My brain hasn&#8217;t gone into panic but it&#8217;s close to it&#8230; I keep trying to ground myself, but keep feeling my chest getting tight as if I am going to have a panic attack or heart attack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I need to shake myself out of this&#8230; I wasn&#8217;t expecting this&#8230;. well this quick&#8230;. which I think makes it worse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Life is so precious and short&#8230; 10 weeks from him not feeling well to today&#8230;. fuck&#8230; fuck&#8230; fuck&#8230;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Will miss you Brian&#8230; and I will keep my promise and remain friends with Jo, and rally round her&#8230; its the last thing he asked me&#8230; and he didn&#8217;t even need to ask as he knows full well I would anyway. xxx<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Earlier in the week I talked about curve balls, and about how my friend Brian had ben diagnosed as terminal and moved to a hospice. 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