"Gonna rise in the morning with the sun/and live each day like it's my last one." - Jazzanova w/ Vikter Duplaix, Wasted Time
As George explains, Hiatus is such a strong word.
As Michelle emotes, I'm so fucking sad and so fucking angry.
As Jen so simply and accurately states it, Aaron is gone.
I miss my friend.
We joked regularly that he was the Malcolm to my Martin, the Magneto to my Xavier, the Huey to my Caesar.
Until I can figure out how to stop wanting to hit something, I'm going to post some of the better conversations between our two journals over the past two years.
I just wish the last time I said "later for you" to you that I had known there wasn't going to be a later.
One love.
And peace be with you.
