Missing a friend extra hard today. It's been three years since he passed, but I'm still mourning. My Sundays will never be the same again without you, buddy. Thank you for being a great friend and for teaching me how to be one, too. I hope you're having some damn good coffee and whiskey, wherever you are.
Also, if any of you is reading this, take this as a sign: reach out to a friend (or a loved one) and let them know how grateful you are to have them in your life.
That's one regret I have; that I never got to tell him that he's my favorite person in the world.
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