someone I know has been unexpectedly electrocuted and died. augh! I find it very upsetting. their family is in tears. I'm in tears a lot. I wander through a normal work day, being upset. At some point I visit their house (it looks kind of like an old house I used to live in - victorian, wood everywhere, old ungrounded sockets with weird hardware) and see the room he was in when it happened. I wake up very ready to cry, but it's so so relieving to realize that it was just a dream, that he's not dead, that I don't.