synchronous happenings

a story heard today about dancing and crying to beautiful music in the sun...
messages of sadness and shock in my in-box when i got home
so many people who love her (i don't believe in past tense)
trail of links later...
a familiar voice from the past, one i have not hear before
a little part of you in me
this is a such a lonely wave to ride on, such a lonely company
returned later to the story of a friend crying to the music, of releasing
lyric from a song experienced by the friend ~ "there are 6 billion people on this earth and you couldn't find one person to help you"
for those who got to that place and made the choice to leave
yes, she did get herself free...