No, he didn't die. He's just leaving us to follow his dreams. Tonight was the third send off I've been to for the guy - SF just loves him that much. It was also a sort of housewarming for Anil, who's moving in just down the street. In a way, I'm proud of myself for coming out and making an attempt to be social. It's underscored my need (desire?) to get over the insecure feeling that I'm simply not
fabulous enough to be hanging out with these people. I suspect that my self-imposed introversion is beginning to do more harm than good, and it's something I plan to work on.
Working with Ezra was one of the main reasons I wanted to work for SixApart. The irony being that we never got a chance to work on the same project at the same time. Perhaps someday that will change, one can only hope.
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