somos lo que hemos perdido

last i heard from stefan he sent me an invitation for some network system, then i heard he died. we all sort of walked about in the same place and out blood felt heavy, everyone opened their eyes a bit wider and fixed them that way so as not to betray any emotions. stefan carried himself cordially. when i brought paola to the restaurant to meet her she said "this is the last margarita i'll have in austin." he watched a movie with us and he refused to admit any of the beer was worth drinking. it was donnie darko the movie, where a boy, in order to avert a fatal accident involving a man in a rabbit suit, he preemptively though retroactively brings about his own death. this was around the first time i heard of any rumour having to do with tran. in this way, rumours will always make me think of him.