moments of uncertainty.

Too much too recently a few of my friends have been thrown some rather difficult curve balls in life. Both instances came out of seemingly nowhere and while my friends were on top of the world (figuratively of course). It just irritates me how such bad things happen to good people, yet those with excessive darkness in their souls are rewarded with freedom of life's victimization games. I ask my self why is it that wretched things happen to the benign? Both cases that I speak of now involve hospitals, which brings me to my second point of my dislike for hospitals. It is not as though I do not like hospitals, but more so the memories associated with them. Last year, I spent many a night's there over winter break. Most nights actually, absorbing the last moments I'd be able to share (unknowingly and unfortunately) with my Popop. Looking back at those suppressed memories (and suppressed because I wish my remembered to be of his livelihood not ventilators) and I feel extreme sympathy for my friends. Though all of the situations are different in their own way, they all have a common theme of unfortunate events. I plan to express my sympathy and also memories in the form of verse which I will post once completed, but for now my thoughts are in a vortex of memory and I can't quite grasp the verbiage to express what I wish to.