O wretched state! 

If a man cries with grief, and nobody sees him, does it still count?

Is witness necessary to legitimise loss?

That awful pause in otherwise daily activity, that paralysing memento mori in moments of normality… do we talk about it?

Or are we terrified that, at the end of the day,  at the going down of the sun, nobody really gives a flying fuck?

Man down?

Man up!

The one thing we know about life is that it goes on.