You and me both brother… you and me both. When I was a kid, it wasn’t a relative or dog dying that made me realize what death was. It was a Robin Williams movie. Bicentennial Man. Robin plays a robot that develops feelings and wants to become human. He does and at the end of the movie he dies, peacefully and happy, in his bed. I was inconsolable as a kid. Robin had been with me for as long as I could remember from Aladdin and Mrs Doubtfire and everything else. Seeing him die broke me and I ended up being terrified of sleeping for days because I didn’t want to die. Then the first celebrity death to ever hit me? Robin Williams. I’m still fucked up by it. I have pretty severe depression that has only gotten worse over the years and Robin was my sort of light in the darkness. When he died I broke.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go rewatch Flubber for the 800th time.

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