"And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me. Shine until tomorrow, let it be."
So I just walked through hell. Really.
It's been a long couple months.
I feel like I'm coming out the other side of a truly horrid ordeal, well it's not that I feel that way so much as that's the way it really is. And it is pretty glorious to be able to sit here and listen to "Here Comes the Sun" and "Let It Be" and not feel cynical about it at all.
You know it's a pretty horrific ordeal when it turns an atheist into some semblance of a believer--and please don't think I mean "Christian."
What I mean is I believe there to be a higher force in this universe that had a hand in my being able to keep breathing--and that's pretty cool.
So...yeah. No smart-ass sign-off line, no hip bullshit. I'm just fucking glad to be alive.
I miss Keith. But I can't keep letting his death kill me. Cuz that's where I was heading.
Love you everyone,
Rosswell
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