[Image Credit: The Floacist]
I am surprised at how subdued I have been this week. The truth is, I have been absolutely gutted by what has happened to Michael. I didn’t think it would affect me so much. Even the day after he passed, I didn’t really think about it much at all and even a few days after, I just tried to get on with things.
But it is almost like this week has slapped me into the reality that he really did leave this world and I am still gutted by what has happened. I think the one thing about Mike’s death has meant that lots of bandwagoners have jumped on (YouTube is the best example of this), but I honestly was never like that and I know a lot of people who read this blog are not bandwagon fans either. As some of you know, I was ecstatic to be going to Michael’s O2 concert. I couldn’t wait.
What I’m trying to say is that losing this man means that I’m very sad about it. Obviously, life goes on but I have to say, for real fans who felt a connection to his music, this has been an awful week.
Which means that I still haven’t finished writing about him. I realise that the blog has become just about him for the moment but please bear with me as I try and get my thoughts out. I don’t have anyone else in person to discuss Mike’s legacy, so again, please bear with me as I write it on the blog.
As always, I welcome your comments.
P.S — I heard about the La Toya mess and I am going to avoid discussing the alleged homicide until the police confirms it.