I've been dreading tomorrow. even today, mostly this month. the anniversary of losing my best boy, Bobby. It's engraved on me, in me and yet never seems real. As i bike to work these last few days, tears come easier than the sweat on my brow. Remembering, relishing and also, trying to forget. I don't yet know how to balance those emotions. All i know is i miss him. Tomorrow is a date, but my heart is certain; Bobby is part of each and everyday of my life and that has not changed. So, to my Big Nigs, Niggy Kaniggy Bean, King Flauta, Hammalonian, Bobby. Bobby. Bobby...you are missed.
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