Your best friend from when you were a kid mails you – you’re trying to keep in touch, and enjoy each other’s company, but just are very bad at actually keeping in touch – and says… his dad has bowel cancer.
It sounds like they’ve caught it early; and it sounds like he’ll be okay; which is good. But it’s left me feeling very strange. Very strange. I can’t place any specific emotion. It’s all blurry and confused. I kind of feel like I’ve stepped outside my emotions and that in a bit it’ll all become more something, but I don’t yet know what the something is.