Drinking lager with my dad, first instance in a long time. I'm getting there.
I long for Gaz and Majster, people you don't know, but who mean a lot to me, helped me in tough times and meant pretty much everything at one point.
I was thinking of them when Bowie and Lemmy happened and I'm wondering if they're thinking of me when they hear something TR-related. I'm having not-too-smart ideas about contacting them now, but I'll just post about them here instead.
Thing is, sometimes life happens, egos build walls around your feelings, ticking time starts running out and you passive-aggressively burn things to the ground without realizing what you're doing.
Cherish friends and always keep your egos in check, guys.