Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Farewell To A Friend
His name is Ludwig (original, I know) and he was like a brother to me. He slept next to me every night for 5 years and then when I came back to visit for the next 5 years he was still there to welcome me home and stay by my side. He let me hit him as much as I wanted for anger management, he was always ready to rock out and party with me whether it was smooth jazz or hard rock, and he never let me down. I won't forget the good old days, Ludwig- our long jam sessions to the Jimmy Eat World and Juliana Theory albums, our Owkin days, or even my Shakira phase, (let's be honest it wasn't just a phase) they hold a special place in my heart. Here's to you Ludwig, may you rest in peace in self storage as mom turns our special jam sesh space into a guest room. Thanks for the memories.