One year. I’ve thought about this day in particular for the last few months and I’m not entirely sure why. Still figuring this process out as I go. The finality of losing him hit me the second I got that phone call a year ago, but for some cosmic reason it hits a bit harder when it reaches something as ultimately arbitrary as the term “one year”. I still go to text him sometimes. The more time that goes by, the more I am unsure I have as much insight into navigating loss as I thought I did. All that I can say if you’re experiencing it is; buckle up... and spend time with your loved ones. Talk about what you’re feeling if you feel like you can. Be kind to yourselves. Move through life with love in your heart - I know that’s what Charles did. It has felt like every single person in my little corner of the universe has been impacted by him and his art. Not a soul on this earth has left close to the same profound impression on me that he has. I’m not sure if I’ve gone more than a couple hours at most without something internally or externally leading me back to him. He was real magic. He was a legend already, and we all got to share this planet with him. I will cherish that time for the rest of my life. See you in my dreams, homie. 🖤 CTF for-fuckin-ever