Like, they’re dying. All types of people – my boy Robin Williams, my Uncle Bo, my good friend Keona, Joan Rivers with her crazy self, my grandfather, and a slew of other people, young and old. It makes me wonder if those people came into the world and did all the things they were supposed to do. Did any of them hesitate too long and not get to the thing they were sent here to do? Makes me want to start walking in my purpose as soon as possible.