But I lost my confidence along the way somehow. I've been told it was one of my better qualities, but I don't think I've got it anymore. I was never over-confident but I think I made an entrance when I walked into a room. All the reminiscing made me think of that compliment and realize that it's gone. I think I'll work on getting it back. I have a feeling I'm going to need it.
On another note, I found some things an old friend gave me: a burned CD, a funny note that read "Things to Do: Donnie David," and a picture of him. A song just happened to shuffle onto my iPod that made me think of him and the mementos. Donnie died nearly five years ago in a car accident. I still can't believe he's gone let alone gone for that long. Luckily I was away at school when he passed away. I don't think I could have handled that funeral. Nothing is harder than going to a funeral for someone around the same age as you. I don't need to be reminded of my mortality or lack of invincibility by standing next to an open coffin. I'm fully aware of it. I'd rather remember me him as the cheesy-bearded guy that he was, and look at my mementos and smile.
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