Today was Stephano's birthday. It was grey and cold and cloudy and oddly appropriate. Its hard to explain. It didn't rain like it was supposed to. It was just overcast and damp which gives no justice to Stephano's life or personality. The sky showed the way everyone felt. The grey creatures moved slowly through the sky, taunting everyones sadness. We were supposed to be excited to go see him today. To watch him stuff his mouth with 99 cent tacos and listening him to make fun at our pathetic excuses for a birthday cake, but there was none of that to look forward to. So as we sat on the ground after ignoring the cold of the day, we looked at the sky. The light from the sun made the grey scatter but never disappear. The clouds, the sadness, the cold, they will always be around. With that you have to wait and look for the light that will separate the two.


Happy Birthday Babes- Peruano.
Have fun partying with James Brown.
I can't wait to see you.
Miss and Love you so much.
R.I.P