those of you who know me know i'm super-sensitive when it comes to heroin-induced death, tragedies, and mishaps. so to say that dash snow's death is affecting me a lot is kind of an understatement. it doesn't matter that i didn't know him; i think that what bothers me most is that by all accounts and from the few times i watched him from afar, the guy seemed like he was living life more than all the rest of us. and now he is dead. what does that mean? he was one of the few people who live closest to the cliff of non-existence or with one foot in the abyss. "go for it" might be my motto, but dash really went for it. all i can say now is that i am praying for or thinking of everyone who has been touched and saddened by this passing.
you only live once, and we're not getting any younger. do what you want to do, and be kind. but don't waste a moment. "Moments like this never last."
Photo by Ryan McGinley, from VICE. Ryan writes, "When Dash was drunk, he would always tell you how much he loved you. And you couldn’t get him to stop singing Rolling Stones songs. Right before the verse, he’d nudge you and sing the words close to your face. "
