Rest In Peace

Bad news day starts with a report on public radio that a corporation whose headquarters are out here is being bought out. This makes me a bit worried for Jeff, as he works at the company being bought out. We've both said before how Cleveland holds nothing for us, so I can only assume that he will move if laid off. Figures.

As I'm getting ready for work, I get a call this morning. My oldest friend died in a caving accident this past weekend. I tried to call my mother and let her know...but she hasn't gotten back to Berkeley from Miami yet. I have very bad feeling about this. What the hell is she doing?

As for Bruce...I'll miss him dearly. Bruce was supposed to be the man I'd talk to when I was in most need. I've told him everything, even about Jeff and where things have been there. I've told him things I'm most ashamed of, including my lowest moments. He knew me more than anyone, and has been to every one of my performances. Now all I have of him is a picture.

Bruce, you were my encouragement when I needed it most, and you were the reason I followed my dreams. You will always be the rock in my life.

Bruce...I'll miss you. I look forward to seeing you in the next adventure.