This is what happens when we’re friends and it’s your birthday…
These Arms of Mine by Otis Redding.
Bless her heart.
A.A. Bondy playing The Bootleg Theater.
I went alone, and meant to. Saw one of my favorite artists play the equivalent of a spacious apartment. It was perfect.
World Without End by A.A. Bondy.
Important ones.
Happiness.
Kev and I. Known him over six years, four of those we worked together. Friday was his last day. He left to catch a dream. There’s no line I could draw or words I could write that’d get across how monumental he’s been to me. So I won’t. I’m glad he’s gone. He’ll finally shine so bright.