Damn . . . . . . no words that I know, can match what feelings are going on inside me. Not that I’d ever think that you ever needed many words . . . But the past weeks, have left me in a daze. I snap in and out of the reality that I am living, and memories that I have over the past 22 years since we met. Not to mention all of the days in your life that I’ve merely only imagined. And then there are the bits of time that none of this even seems real . . . The impact you had on me, as a person, stands above all else. One thing I’ll never forget, is the pause you always took before you spoke. Never being quick to just start talking, and this is one tiny detail that always let me know, that you were listening. Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve read some really great stories of people’s one off sightings of you, and sometimes even a day spent with you. Very storybook like to say the least . . . And this has made me both happy, and has also made me realize, just how fortunate I was to get to share so many days and memories with you. There are experiences that have forever affected who I am, and how I look at this life . . . I was going through some old photos this past weekend, and there is one of you sitting next to the campfire when we went to the Ammo pipe for the first time, and that was the first night I ever used that tent. And that’s still the tent I have today. Ha,18 years later, so many good times between then and now. Damn, that was such a great trip too . . . I was also remembering some of the completely unbelievable situations I have been in with you. Only to realize, that through all of the most incredible stories I have lived through, you were there for the big ones. Combine that with the some of the others I know about you, and damn . . . there just has to be something to that. It’s far beyond chance. You were a magnet for the extraordinary, and that magnetism never had an off switch. Magic seemed to be eternally at your side. And I feel like there was only a small slice of you, that I, along with everyone else in the dimension that we live in, could only begin to understand. I can only imagine how much more there was to you . . . And maybe that’s where you went, off on a journey to a place that none of us could understand. You always were one to go about life on your terms. I hope that wherever you are, you are still on that path of yours, exploring and pushing the boundaries of possibility. Thank you for being you, and for sharing some time with me. I love you my brother.
This one hit hard, really hard . . . I’ve been wanting to write something, but it wasn’t ready to come out until now. We’ve all been trying our best to process this over the past days . . . All of our hearts here at T-1, go out to Paul’s family and friends. Much love to you all!