Friday, September 12, 2003

22 days to go

This is the saddest Friday I've seen in some time.

For those who haven't heard, my hero, Johnny Cash, died this morning. My dad told me this morning. I guess this would explain why I couldn't sleep last night. I'm not going to say too much about it at this point, as I haven't really started to feel it. I was kinda expecting it, after all I was surprised that he lived a week after June died in, ironically, June. I'm sure this will hit me tonight, sometime while I'm dancing at my friend's wedding like that proverbial ton of bricks, and I will turn into a sniveling baby. We'll have to see.

More on this later.


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