So I was going through my archive and I stumbled across this bit from his Suicide Letter:
“Erase my legacy wherever you find it, that silence would be the greatest eulogy I could ever hope for.”
We went from that … to what happened last night. He makes a clocktower. He never makes another weapon. He has kids. He starts an annual festival. He gets to LIVE. He has a legacy now, forever.
I’m sobbing again.