Rest in peace my friend

Even things you expect are unexpected.

Every time you pick up the phone, you think "thank god, it's good to hear your voice."

Then you get the call, and before you even hear a word, you know what's coming. Maybe if you don't hear it, it won't be true.

It is.

My dear friend Travis died on Sunday. I'm unsure of the exact circumstances, and I don't want to know them. I do know that he was safe at home in bed. His sweet roommate found him on Monday and has had the horrific job of calling everyone they know, including his parents.

Travis had a rough life and battled a lot of mental demons. He was much too young to go (26), but I hope all of his troubles are gone. Trav, I'll miss you.