I'm sure It's some what pointless to continue on with naming every post that I decide to write about him after him. Today I woke up pretty late, and went to the store. I found him on my mind pretty hard. I read some text messages between he and I. It was nice, and kinda fun to pretend that they were actually current rather than from four months ago. I miss him this day. I don't know what kind of situation we would be in if he was still alive, so this is not a wish that he would have never done what he did; however, if it wouldn't have been as fatal maybe something would have given between he and I. There were other options to his problem.