My grief is immense after finding out that I lost my best friend. We somehow lost touch with each other, and while I do miss him, I’ll always remember our old days together. We knew more about each other than anyone else.
So I’ll carry on with fond memories, things I just can’t tell anyone. I’ll grab my copies of his books he wrote and reread them. It will bring me closer. I need that. I’m also going back to MySpace, continuing to write and support others, and make truth my dearest colleague.
