Dedicated to Ian Hans Schnug
The past two days have been tough. I lost a good friend and I feel cheated. He'd been struggling with drugs and had been clean for a while, getting his life on track. He was enrolled in school and really trying. He was sitting on his porch the other night playing his guitar which is what he loved to do and he had a brain anuerism and died. Christin and I had just visited him like a week and a half ago to let him know that I didn't forget about him. I had stuck by him and when he went away to rehab I didn't see him for several months. I was also afraid to be around him alot when he was using because it's hard to see a friend do that to himself. So to let him know I stil cared I stopped by and he and his mom were having some thai food which he offered me and I tried for the first time. It was a good visit and Chris got to meet him. He was in good spirits and I talked to his mother for a while as well. I never thought that would be the last time I would see him but I'm glad I did see him. Alot of people for one reason or another hadn't visited him in a while. It's tough to deal with because he was 25. Too young. I'll never forget him. Rip old friend.