Of absent friend
No. It is not about death of a friend. More like, losing yourself and forgetting who you are. At work, I realize I have become more of a slave master-driver. I have become more demanding. I push. I become less tolerant. I think, the job I am having now, has made me forget. I must do things differently. I must be their guide and a supporter. To be a guide, I must not be afraid to be guided. To be a supporter, I must not be afraid to be supported.