we went to highschool together, but would not become friends until years later.
now, it's rare if we go a day without text/talking at least once. rare if our conversations, minutes brief or hours long, doesn't leave us equally inspired and full of pure...love...and i hope that never changes. i hope we are loving and shit-talking with each other until we are babbling and shitty old fools (old G's if you will). being one of the greatest souls i know, his birthday is now an inner holiday, as i am so very happy he was born. dear pastor...you are loved. and i truly hope you know how much.
(happy YOU day, beloved)