i was ROBbed [stories of a best friend]
i miss you, Robert Lloyd. Two nights ago i was sitting with tbV in our courtyard drinking a glass of chocolate wine [it’s a thing!], eating Lindt balls and sharing a cigar, having a moment of remembering my best friend [this week has been filled with different versions of those] and we each shared stories of Rob and things that came to mind when we thought about him. […]