I’m still reeling from the fact that David Bowie passed away Sunday at 69. He was an ever-present artist, one I’ve always admired and been interested in, ever since I was a little girl.
It just feels weird — and wrong — to not have him with us anymore, but if someone ever belonged among the stars, it is this chameleon, this reinventor of himself who always remained consistently, timelessly David despite the persona he happened to show to the world at a particular moment in time.
At least now we have a starman waiting in the sky for us, the best one possible.
(hollywoodreporter.com photo)
“I really like to understand the society that I’m living in
and how it works and functions and what people are thinking, you know. You can’t be a writer in any other way, I think.
You have to sort of know where you are to write.”
David Bowie
NMM
Ink for Blood 
It does feel weird and wrong.