Welcome to my random thoughts.
Dear Dan, I'm going to do a cross-post here. I don't have the heart to do two posts. On July 25, 2007 you wrote a note at home, had a friend drive you downtown, and then jumped off a parking garage. I can't say that I understand the thought process behind that decision, but let... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, So I got this tattoo last Christmas eve. I know. I know. It's going to be on my arm forever. That's the whole point. I got a semicolon. A semicolon is used when a writer could have ended the sentence, but chose to pause, and continue on. You are the author and the sentence... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, Well, now you get to meet Robin Williams. I'm sorry you two couldn't figure out another way. I'd sort of like to be a fly on the wall for the meeting. Two of my favorite funny men, cracking jokes. I don't know that you would actually be making the jokes, though. You would... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, I don't know why I suddenly thought about this after 5 tears. You wrote notes before you left. I don't know how long before. I can't imagine writing them. But then, I can't imagine committing suicide either. Dwelling on your thoughts and feelings surrounding the writing of the notes sends me into a... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, As promised on Facebook, I'm wearing purple. In remembrance of those kids who committed suicide recently. Truthfully, I'm also wearing it for you. Purple was never one of your favorites. I think it was aversion therapy from when I was little and everything had to be purple. You know the color I'm talking... Continue Reading →
Dear Dan, You called last night. In my dream, my cell phone rang and it was your voice. I don't remember the words, but I remember understanding that you were someone who knew the family and knew about the suicide. I recognized your voice. Parenthetically, I can still hear your voice in my mind. I... Continue Reading →
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