a friend and former roommate of mine died this past weekend.

he was only thirty.

the last time I saw him was at a party at my house where we had a bit of a salon, where everyone was sharing their special talents. He did an impromptu art/intro to california wildflower demo - where he simultaneously sketch-painted and talked to us about the various wildflowers we could see if we but looked. my favorite of these was this lil blue one. At least I think it was this one, or a very similar one. At this point, if he were here, he would give me a teasing hard time about not remembering the flower’s name, and I wish he were here to do so.