Today I learned of the passing of a person who influenced my life greatly. Growing up, I never related to my family very much and I was always an outcast in school. My moral compass continued to spin in directions I couldn't control. My own anger would blind me.
I discovered a certain music scene, and within it, bands and a great person leading one of them. Their words helped guide me. My moral compass wasn't straight, but it would start zeroing in. I never had an older sibling figure to guide me in life, but I found that in the words and actions of this man I revered.
I've written about this in so many other online forums that I'm finally gaining a loss for words. I threw up late in the after noon, and have had no desire to eat since. Things don't seem real. I'm just broken up by it, and by the fact that I'll never see this person ever again. It's 4th of July, I should be out being merry. Instead I'm home, reflecting on the passing of this person and trying to make sense of this world.
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