Thinking about an old friend who lost his life to cancer last year. Every now and then his face pops up in my mind.. and his favorite song, ROCK AND ROLL HEAVEN, does as well..
I get comforted by this song.
But.. what does not comfort me is the lack of messages from beyond the grave. He always said he may try to send me one from the great beyond.
Perhaps that violates the rules of space and time. Or .. space and time do not exist.
I just don’t know this cold, dark, and snowy Saturday night in February. I just don’t know.