I know, I am late to the funeral. Don't know why, it's just something I'm good at I guess. Being late. But hey, at least I am here. It never occupied to me not to show up. Whether I like it or not, I've been a part of this community in many ways. Perhaps not this community in particular, I'm talking the community of fans. The hundreds and thousands of us. So really, I was obliged to show up. Here I am.
No tears. No sorrow. Nothing, except a question. Why is there no sadness in me? Shouldn't I be feeling something? A part of me wonders if I knew.