The unspeakable monster reached up and grabbed another one. Rest in peace, Sir Jonathan. There’s a sickness that sometimes infects us. It causes our brains to lie to us. It’s not logical. It’s not sensible. Sometimes all you want is for the pain/frustration/helplessness to stop. You can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel, and you dream of that sweet relief when it just doesn’t hurt anymore. But what we don’t realize in the moment, is that it’s nothing more than a monster hiding in the dark, preying on us, whispering lies to us when we are alone.

I didn’t know Aaron personally, so there’s no insight I can provide into the person who I’ve read people describe as “a brilliant soul”. The world is now a worse place The tech world is abuzz with the news that, at only 26 years old, Aaron Swartz decided to take his own life. I heard about it last night when I opened up Tweetbot, and saw two tweets back-to-back in my timeline: @al3x : We lost @aaronsw. — Alex Payne (@al3x) January 12, 2013.

Ronald Reagan, 40th President of the United States, dies at 93.

From time to time, I like to let my mind wander. Today, I began thinking about my Grandpa Nick. He and my grandma split up in 1996, then he died of a heart attack in 1999. I haven’t seen him in nearly 7 years, and I realized today that I miss him. What if I could have gone back in time to 1995 and warned him about what was going to happen to him. I could warn him that in 1996 his wife would get into the New Age Movement, begin feeling “negative energies”, and leave her husband of 20-someodd years.