Goodbye

I just want to say this now. I dunno... I feel so weird that life just goes on when something like this happens. It kind of frightens me how much that is true... when something awful happens everyone else is still living and doing their laundry and going to work, like nothing ever changed. I tried to just go on with the blogging like normal because I don't know if saying something is strange. But I have been thinking about it a lot lately and dreaming about it and I don't want to just go onwards without saying.

Eliot... you will be missed.

We may not have been the best of friends in the end, but I will always remember the times we had together... growing up with you.

- In Celebration 75 standing in the chorus in front of you and you poked me every 5 minutes in the back with your bow till I couldn't stop giggling when I was supposed to be quiet

- A minor in Eliot's car - the best fugue ever

- Parties at your place that were always the best ever cause everyone ended up in the pool whether they liked it or not and someone always spiked the punch

- long phone conversations dissecting last weekends party, revolving entirely around who was doing what and with whom - you were the best gossip buddy

- your huge smile and your huge hugs and larger than life personality that filled the room as soon as you came in

I hope that wherever you are now the music is beautiful.