the irony of death

this is going to sound morbid, i know, but i thought about it once, and found it odd: if i were to die now, most of the people that really matter to me wouldn't know it. there was no one to tell them that. the circles i belong to are pretty much isolated from each other, with few common people. my old inner circle would know it, of course, and through them, some random people might find out - if they remember to tell them, that is. but i believe that three of my best friends would not know it. one of them might never even know why on earth i would have vanished from the face of the earth. the funny thing is: my foreign friends would all know it, from spain to finland; but none of my ex-girlfriends would know it. not in time, anyway. how ironic.