The one thing that sucks about having a friend we have known for many years or knowing someone for so long is that we don't know when it'll be the last time we speak to them or see them.
I mention that because I lost a friend whom I have known for over 20 years. I considered him my brother. I considered him true family. And the sad thing is, I spoke to him a couple of weeks ago. He was putting his life on track, got a job, following Christianity.
I haven't seen him in a few years. Mostly before my mother passed away back in 2014. He went down the wrong path. Drugs, alcohol. That sort of thing. While I went down the path of being homeless and jobless. Any which way, we both hit rock bottom. Just different parts of the bottom.
Fly high, my brother. May you Rest in Peace
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