Stop Being Boring

22 years ago you were born, it seems like yesterday and a lifetime all at once. The world doesn’t turn the same way as it once did Janey…

still, I find you, in music, in art, in every bin chicken, in the flamboyance of a stranger, in beautiful old things I find and want to share with you immediately.

I miss you Janey, I miss the sound of the door opening and hearing your “Hey!” I miss sound of your guitar floating down the hallway…and your beautiful voice. Theres not a day that goes by tha I dont think about you, and the gift it was to know you and to love you and to be loved by you.

Today I woke up to a song in my head. Thirty Three by the Smashing Pumpkins.

We can make it last forever.
I promise I will x
I love you forever my little rat.