Maybe it's cause I'm a bit drunk, but I've been spending a little time thinking about the celebrities and famous people whose influence shaped me into who I am today. They were also, unfortunately, gone way too soon. I guess it's the memories you leave behind that matter most.

And also, my grandfather. You'd never know him, but I literally miss him every single day of my life.

And a nice fact about him. I called him Gido (pronounced ji-doh) which is Syrian for grandfather. But he called me Gido as well. I still remember going to his house so he could ask "How was your day, Gido?" Again, it's just on my mind, so thought I would share.