Goodnight Ziggy

No one likes to receive bad news, especially first thing in the morning. Given that I had not slept until 4.45am last night (or should I say this morning) because I has refused to go to bed until I finished Huniepop (look it up if you dare!), I wasn't exactly prepared to be woken by my signature laser gun notification tone. My sister is inherently dramatic but in this case it was justified. Her message told me simply that David Bowie had died. I was speechless and had to rocket over to Facebook just to see if it was true. It was, and of cancer no less. Ironic that Facebook reminded me of a post I had made on January 11, 2012 to a similar tune:

This is my life - and I shouldn't have to face a loss like this - at the same time I'm thankful I can't feel :'( it'd destroy me if I did....Cancer is a horrible thing. Please save urselves ppl cos i love you all and don't wanna lose you too <3

I wrote this because at this point in my life, I knew someone I loved dearly was going to die of terminal cancer, and there wasn't a thing on earth I could do to stop it. And now she is joined by the likes of Mr Bowie and Lemmy, both victims to that same disease.
I recently fell in love with David's latest release, Lazarus, so it seemed fitting to listen to it alot today while I struggled with my own mind which didn't seem to know what to do. I think my return to the learning environment is allowing my drought at home to catch up with me. I should be okay soon though. Once I've started work on my essay. Haha that damn essay.
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