So this week i said goodbye to 2 friends, in totally different ways, for totally different reasons, with totally different emotions connected to them. One on good terms, the other not.
The only similarity the two instances have with each other is that i wish that i didn't have to say goodbye to either.
The only similarity the two instances have with each other is that i wish that i didn't have to say goodbye to either.
He has become a rockstar in his own right lately, snapping of photos constantly... and i'm not even exaggerating...
hence the laundry photos...