It is not logical.

Within the past hour, I (as well as the world) have heard of the passing of Leonard Nimoy, aka Mr. Spock.  I remember well watching Star Trek as a boy, and admiring Mr. Spock's logic and scientific reasoning.  I have even had the great pleasure of meeting the man himself at a Star Trek convention.  He signed a photograph for me.

I am openly crying as I write this, a 55 year old man with college degrees, a lovely wife and books to write.  It is not logical.

I am feeling as though my childhood has been hollowed out..  emptied in a sort of ripping sensation deep down inside me.  It is not logical.

I do not like death.  I am told it is inevitable, and will come to us all.  I still don't like it, nor do I feel I have to.  It enrages me.  It angers me that life has an end at all.  So much to do and see, so much beauty and love to give and recieve.

It is not logical.

And I am angry.

I miss him.