that awkward moment when you find yourself about to explain to one friend who you made plans with that you may need to ditch out unexpectedly at some point in the evening as another friend just staggered into town on enough of a steady stream of daily heroin for you to recognize that they will probably die within the year, and you know, you probably want to enjoy the unforeseen amount time you have left with them. that even more awkward moment when you realize that this is something you have been through enough times with friends you have loved and lost and been in love with over the years to know what you can and can't feasibly do in the situation, what they will and won't hear no matter how many times you say it. and..that even more awkward moment where you draw a weird parrallel between bearing witness to hard drug use catching up to people you know and watching the elderly die unpreventable, equally tortuous slow motion deaths at your goddamn job. and by awkward ofcourse i mean fucking horrible.