flashmathers

What a brutal week. I lost one of my tightest homies this weekend. My buddy Toby was killed in a jet skiing accident on Saturday while on a camping trip that I was supposed to be at. He called me on the way up on Friday to make sure I was coming. A few hours later my truck broke down and I never got there. It's a hell of a strange sensation to talk to someone, normal as can be one day and then see them the next, with machines breathing for them and then not at all. All I can say is don't take each other for granted. Cherish the time that you have with those that you care about because mortality is a motherfucker. R.I.P. Toby Rage