Got a cryptic text message from a buddy of mine today “Call me ASAP.” When I called him, he told me that a mutual friend who lives less than two miles from me croaked last night. I last saw him about a month ago and he did not look well. Todd was 50, but using a walker to help him get around (never seen him with a walker before) because something was wrong with his leg. He was a chubby guy, but he had clearly lost weight. When I asked him about it, he said he has lost 30lbs since the last time I saw him—about two or three months prior.
I had just come out of an office building and he was standing there waiting for a cab; my car was parked right there so I gave him a ride and we chatted. When I dropped him off I hugged him and told him to take care of himself. I had a feeling this was gonna happen, and I told my other half about my premonition later that night. Then I felt a little guilty for even thinking it. Turns out I was right.

Life is short guys… make good choices… and live it!