2000
I cannot believe that you died 365 days ago, or that it has been 595 days since we had a decent long conversation on the phone. I miss our long talks. The way we would laugh. How you knew what to say when I was really down. This year has been painful and I finally feel like I am coming out of the dark finally. But part of me is still numb, still angry and still find it hard to believe that you are gone. It is strange being in a world without you.
It is weird not hearing about the music you are putting together or the crap going on between the guys you are trying to shape up into a band, or that you could be a millionaire, or a used car salesman... I miss your laugh.
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