Two days ago, on David Bowie's 69th birthday, a new album was released.
Now he is gone forever, and I can't bring myself to listen to any of my Bowie albums, let alone check out the new one.
I've had a lump in my throat all day and I'm in a daze.
The world feels a little less magical today without him in it.
Ziggy Stardust was one of the first tunes I learned on the guitar. I even dressed up like him, with a lightening bolt across my face, and made a music video. (which shall remain forever "in the vault!")
I don't know what else to say, so this picture will have to be worth a thousand words, I guess...