Satchel is gone. Specifically, he’s left for three months in Nepal. Less specifically, he’s left forever, in the way that 18-year-olds will do.
I dropped him off and drove home. I’m not much of a crier, but I cried and cried and the song basically came out between sobs. It sounds cheesy but this one is from the heart. I recorded it last night, late, sorta drunk.