I write this because I can't find any way of saying out loud what I feel as I shatter inside.
I have spent most of my life alone,even in long term relationships I have always felt alone,so I can safely say that I count my friends on one hand, and of those, my good friends there is only one.
He's older than me,and is like an older brother, we were in business together, and the only person I have ever felt comfortable doing that with.
On Tuesday his wife, passed, and now he is alone in frail care, he has dementia, prostate cancer and is not expected to make the next week.
I have been away from him for 15 years living a thousand miles away but I have always felt him close, even with the dementia that took him from who he was, and made it difficult to be close to him. A man who was so vital his whole life, it made him lash out for the loss of control he felt.
This life will slowly strip you of everything, and we will die in our own piss and shit, alone.
There are no words of wisdom here, just loneliness.
If "Italy came to town" this weekend, then, it missed the bus. The Italian consulate should be ashamed at charging people to actually just be fed by the average restaurants in and around Cape Town. Seriously the music wasn't even Italian, one vendor actually spoke Italian. I get you want to spread Italian products to a wider audience, but this was disjointed, there were supposed to have been vendors, why am I paying to have Woolworths show their "Italian range" fuck off! Where are those Nonna's making fresh pasta, and great sauses, where is the Nonno with his amazing home grown tomatoes and home cured prosciutto? Security at the entrances was a joke and just stupid and rude, and I am not talking about the young women who manned the entrace, but the security, who could not help having to be pedantic assholes. If this is the face of Italy in SA, shame, just shame, what a waste.
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