not okay

Just hanging out tonight with quality time on MLK Day, then we got a text. Prashant, wonderful friend, super guy, and ridiculously fit, died suddenly today while on a softball league trip to Las Vegas.

Too many thoughts, none of them good.

I expect the happy memories will come later. Not it is all sudden incomprehension. And the logistics of a friend die while traveling with you...I can;t stop thinking of me as caretaker in their place and the added onus of management to visceral grief.

Prashant Hangal. Great guy. Young and happy and healthy. And now gone. Incomprehensible.

Not okay.