when someone leaves work

tuesday;1104pm UK timeit was a good day, i suppose bec weather is sunny although still cold.but i wasn't still particularly in the mood unfortunately.but still went to work as what  duty calls for.one of the porters told me he's leaving and that he has already handed in his notice.this made me more sad because; i don't know if it's exagerration; but i kind of relate it again to dying.he is just a porter as other might say but he and other people don't realize that he makes a difference in my life at work.we have worked together for more than 7 years.he's not just good at what he does as a porter but also as a friend(but he doesn't know that).a friend bec he knows when i'm sad and would allow and respect my silence.we can talk about life in a sensible way and share his wisdom about spirituality and that's what i'm going to miss from him.Good old BRIAN!but in  a way i'm still happy for him because his new job will allow him to do what makes him happy...which is walking his dog(and another new dog apparently) with his partner.i guess i knew what to write now on his farewell card!my work day ended with a good friend who invited me to eat in KFC with just enough money in our purse.