Just want to put you on notice that there may not be a blog tomorrow. I won't be home tonight and for once, I don't want to drag my entire life with me, lol.
I gave myself permission to do nada last night.
You know, Ozzy died.
And it's this strange thing with celebrities, especially ones that were prominent in your coming of age. We see them getting older but it's still...when they are larger than life, you just don't expect it.
It's surreal.
Obviously, I didn't know him but for anyone who listened to the music, watched the interviews, watched their reality show, you felt like you did know him.
You know, for me, there is so much beauty in that final concert. He was there, he was present and so many other musicians were there to honor him and just love on him. I watched some of the footage and people were so kind to him and he was just beaming.
I take so much joy in that.
It's an inspiration really.
Anyways, I'm just very sad about it. Prince is gone, Ozzy and so many others. Malcolm Jamal Warner. Man. Michael Madsen.
No one here gets out alive.
But I'm OK too. I used to be so sensitive to this stuff but I have certain beliefs now, that I perhaps didn't have before and I do believe he has simply crossed the veil.
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