I haven’t had much to say here, lately. On FaceBook, for the last week-and-a-half, it’s pretty much all been posts of David Bowie.
He didn’t just make it OK to be the weird kid, he made it seem cool. He made it feel like you can be weird, and gender-bent and everything else that isn’t normally applauded, even still today, in this society, and you could still be beautiful and people would love you.
It feels like my world is falling apart. I don’t think I’ll start to feel better until I can express it physically for something beautiful and fitting in its tribute: