At 5:22 this morning I learned of David Bowie’s passing.
I actually took the day off of work so that I’d be able to cry and sob all day, vs. holding it all in and then being an ultimate disaster come this evening.
His music got me through my confusing and painful younger years, and I only grew to love him even more the older I got.
I’ve never cried over the death of someone I never even met, but today I’m going through some straight-up grief.
Happy to say though, still no desire to drink today. These feelings hurt like hell, but I’m at the same time glad to be feeling them.
Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing that I can do. ❤ ❤ ❤