my friend Bruno died..

so i spend half my life in New York and the other half in Costa Rica.

Bruno was my neighbors dog and he was the sweetest guy. but he, like many dogs in Costa Rica spent a lot of time outside.

every morning i would walk down to the corner store and he’d greet me. every other day id buy him a little wet food can and he loved them.

he was always there through break ups and rough times when i would feel alone here.

the other day i got a call that he was hit by a car. i feel so sad and it wont go away. and it doesn’t feel like anyone really gets it.

the poor guy just wasn’t fast enough to get out of the road.

i really miss him.

RIP Bruno