Five years ago today I actually grabbed one.
You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Samantha.
Yesterday I wrote about playing a degrees of separation game with FT. The reality is, it all starts with you.
Without you... there is no Frank Turner.
Vegas would still be a shithole.
Nashville would just be a polished turd I'd never want to visit.
I would never have bothered getting on a boat.
There would be a ball of fluff annoying the wrong people and a smelly girl who wouldn't have found her person.
There would be no London trips, no Boston trips.
There would also be no California City.
Okay, so maybe some things I could have lived without :-P
We were talking the other day and I love that we both reached the same conclusion: this life we have - the last five years - if we died tomorrow we'd die smiling because it's been more than anyone deserves.
I have no intention of dying tomorrow.
I have every intention of tormenting you for another 35 years.
Maybe even 45.
You are the best thing.