There was no toasting on this night. There was joyousness in celebrating, albeit alone once again, on this night. He was my guy, that guy. That one, the one, my only one. The benchmark. The bar. The best. Sho.
Category: Life
Personal thoughts and feelings, which is what makes life, well, life…
I don’t even want to post this, I am still so heartbroken over losing Shiro. Incredibly, massively.. just heartbroken.
Oh, Sho Rai, it’s 4 January, and you know what that means. Yes, it’s that “end” to the most painful time of the year. The one that’s a beating by whomever, if not for the sake of remembering that The World Kicks Me In The Junk.
And the band plays on… Last year (2023) was been very rough for us. We had a lot of loss and it’s very difficult to discuss it. What’s the level? Yeah, if you’ve ever felt like demons were circling over your head, just waiting for you. Just waiting for you to make a mistake.
This is going to be short, and concise. I am not willing to wait another 2,762 days to see my hero, CM Punk, return. As fucked up as a CM Punk, Phil Brooks is, so am I. Please come back to us, sir, there’s a lot of us who need you.
Here is to you, Brandy Rai. You made me who I am, and I can never say thank you enough. Now, team up with your brothers and whip Takao and Shiro into shape. I need them, I need y’all.
If there were ever a kitty that I had the pleasure of sharing my life with, Truffle would be that guy. A lap kitty supreme when given the chance. A loving, purring, drooling dork of a cat.
I don’t have much more to say than that. I very much miss my little shrimpkin. Wonderful life companion, even if he was an asshole. Like another Ragdoll, I know.
Life is continuously and oftentimes mysterious in how it changes. Takao is still a wonderful and quirky as all fuck, Ragdoll. He is a character of epic proportions, to say the least.