Good-bye

I dread going to the office tomorrow, facing that empty desk.

He won't mind anymore, but I wish I would have had the chance to say good-bye last Friday instead of thinking: he's gone but oh well, I will see him on Tuesday.

Peter was one of the good ones. The really good ones. He had a good life though, I think. But still gone too early. Leaving an empty space, not only in the office.