Today is a sad memory in my life history.  A year ago today I lost my nearest and dearest friend ever.  He was the kindest most gentle soul anyone ever knew.  His big brown eyes made even the worst days just melt away.  He was a true confidante through a very rough patch five years ago, always smiling and nodding and never interjecting a word of opinion.  There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of my Dahmer.  Sometimes it’s the stupid little things, like when I chop off the top and bottom of a fresh zucchini and I miss tossing them to him.  He was a garbage disposal, eating nearly everything (though not a fan of A-1).  Other times it’s when I’m at my lowest and need a good Dahmer kiss, and he just isn’t there to give me one.  They’re both equally rough.  The world is a better place because he existed.  I am a better person because he existed.  And now the heavens and the stars are a better place because he joined them.