Someone I met moving into a new co-working space died last week at work. He was working the night shift at the front desk. We'd exchanged hellos and goodbyes a

Someone I met moving into a new co-working space died last week at work. He was working the night shift at the front desk. We'd exchanged hellos and goodbyes a few times, and got to the stage where we recognised each other and would refine our greeting slightly at each repetition. I figured we'd ended up chatting more and would get to know each other. But then he had a heart attack. I feel grief, in the sense that I no longer inhabit the universe where we got to know each other. There's a loss involved. But I didn't actually know him. I'm also more aware of the grief I'll feel in the future and I'm reminded how death can literally come at any moment. It does feel like a strange liminal state, though.