It has been just over a week since I learned that one of my best friends  Pantra passed away. I... still can't really believe it. I know he'd been having a hard time, being in heart failure for a while, having had a major medical event that just led to him having major issues. A month before he passed he ended up in the hospital again but he never told me what happened. I didn't find out until the 25th that he had passed, apparently about 2 days after he did.

Pantra was a dear friend, I'd known him for over a decade easily. He was fun to talk to, fun to RP with, just a truly wonderful and caring furball all around and the world really is a worse place without him. He'd struggled and suffered during the last year or two of his life and I can only truly hope that he is without the pain that tormented him during his final months.

It doesn't feel real, it really doesn't. A month ago he and I were chatting and I was doing what I could to help cheer him up, I lose contact for him a bit as it sometimes happens when he was dealing with multiple doctor appointments that exhausted him and then I see a journal announcing that someone else had learned he passed. There one day, gone the next effectively. I keep opening Telegram thinking that I'll talk with him just to remember that he isn't there anymore.