I found out one of my childhood friends passed away unexpectedly last week. I am flying to Raleigh today to attend his memorial service.
His name was Aaron. He was the first person to talk to me when we moved to Raleigh when I was 10. He was kind, hilarious.
My heart breaks for his family. He has kids, a wife. He was loved.
He’s the boy in the hat.
I will write more a bit later. My head is a touch fuzzy this morning, still filled with under-processed dreams.