
Eleven years ago today I came home from work at about one pm and found dead.

It’s been an interesting 11 years. I miss my dear friend every day. And every day I am grateful for all the days we shared.
Back at The Asylum tomorrow morning.

Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .

Eleven years ago today I came home from work at about one pm and found dead.

It’s been an interesting 11 years. I miss my dear friend every day. And every day I am grateful for all the days we shared.
Back at The Asylum tomorrow morning.