So, I know that it's odd of me to write two entries in one day, but something came up today that I need to talk about. I came to find out that about 2 hours ago, my uncle passed on. He was one of my inspirations, an artist and illustrator. I wish that I could be in connecticut when he was still around, but I'm out here in fucking california with no real person to talk to. My boyfriend, bless him, is amazing, but i haven't told him yet. I guess it's because I don't want to bring him down, I feel like I do that enough times as is. I love him with all of my heart, and when someone dies it reminds me that one day, I too will die. That one day, I will not be with him any longer, that I will have to go to wherever it is that we go once we die. I'm not sure of how to deal with that. I don't ever want to lose him, even in parting with him for death, hurts. But I just wanted to say,
R.I.P. Peter Lanouette ~July 12, 2006~ The world has lost a great inspiration.