I'm back in New York now. God i missed this city. I missed my life. I was talking on the phone with my Mother and she said "It must be good to be back in your life. " Then she went on to say that LA wasn't really my life anymore. I completely agree. I think my Mother realizing this on her own is good.

My Sister's friend killed himself on monday. I think my Sister is somewhere between denial and anger. I hope she can cope. She refers to this boy as Her Little Brother. She flew to Arizona today to go to the funeral. I hope it helps her.

I think dying young is one of the saddest events in human existance. Especially when you do it yourself. There is so much life out there to live. Every moment has the potential to be incrediable exciting, and even the moments that don't seem extrordinary are important, they fill out a life and make if rich. The desire to live makes every moment the best moment of your life.