Tatt's mind

My best friend is good with his end of life...im good with it. We have come to terms that this will be it. We have hung out on the top of St. Pauls...it has a nice garden, it would be nice just to go to English Bay one last time. I think we can pull it off...what is there to lose. I know it sounds morbid but we think it would be best if we went to English Bay and he passes there...but it was a safe haven when we were kids.

We used to take the bus down and hang out at English Bay when the world around us was going to shit. When we were so outta it, it was the only place the 'people' werent following us...(inside joke on that one)
English bay was a sancturary...We think it maybe the place. Why not, i dusted my moms ashes there at 3am with my Bud...why not spend the last few moments in the most monumental place on the planet?....Im thinking its a great idea, screw what the doctors think...we can do it. Last wishes, that is all that counts...I know they will go along with it...im quite convincing.

Its gonna be a shit time, but I have been through this before and i will get tougher...Hell we were in the same hospital on dialysis when we were kids, his treatment didnt work so well...mine pretty damn good...who knows for how long, but im gonna live it til im gone.

So English bay it is...Oh and maybe the Macs that we used to stare endlessly at the chocolate bars at...cuz we were so baked...we used to freak the clerk out it was funny shit...not too long ago either

It will be good times...it will be a highlight and an honour to be at his end...not many can be at a loved ones end and for that i am very honoured and special.