Three years have passed today since the day you were taken from our lives. I sit here now thinking about where I’ve been over the last 3 years and where you would be now. In this time, I’ve moved back home to Los Angeles – back to Tokyo – back to Los Angeles, I’ve gotten married, started a career, and traveled throughout Asia. What would’ve you done by now? You were so talented in life, so much so that we can see the evidence throughout your friends and legacy. I can see you know, putting together some circus side-show befit with scary clowns and bearded ladies. You enter into the center stage wearing a top hat and tails, showing the world just what it’s like to live inside your brain for a day. Maybe you took a different route and went more into film, producing and acting in more independent movies. Maybe you left San Diego and went on another cross-country trip, spooking the country with your antics. Maybe you fell in love and married a beautiful woman who’s pregnant with your twins. Or maybe you’re just who you were and sitting at home with good friends and good wine, playing beautiful music.
I’m sad you’re gone from my life and I think about you all the time. I see you reflected in people’s faces, I see you reflected in the actions I take, I see you in your friends and family, and I see you whenever some pointy-mustached man with wild hair asks me for cigarette.
I hope you’re well wherever you are. I’m sure you’re surrounding everyone with light on this sad day, but I rejoice in the life you shared with us all. I smile knowing what a great person you are in our hearts. I smile knowing the love and laughter you shared with so many. I smile knowing the wisdom you imparted. I smile knowing that you will always live on in our minds.
Today, on the 3rd anniversary of your death, I want you to know that we never stopped thinking about you and when I think about how I’ll never see you again, I get sad. Sometimes you pop into my mind when I’m driving or when I see someone who looks vaguely similar to you, and I’m sad. I’m sad because I won’t get to hang out with you again in life, but I’m reminded, that there’s always death. So here’s to death buddy! One day, down the road, when I’m old and Death’s rapping on my door, I’ll see you then. We’ll grab a pint and catch up on life and what it offered us. I’m so happy you lived life to the fullest when you were alive, and I’m sure you’re taking death to the fullest now that you’ve passed.
You’re greatly missed buddy,
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