In 1980, my life changed on this day. It hadn’t been the first time my life had changed, but it was worst in my short years. John had been murdered. Murdered? I couldn’t comprehend the horror. The emptiness. The tears. I left for college soon after, and the pain of that loss was pushed to the background.
I read Robert Graves’ I, Claudius when I was maybe 14, long before John’s death. I found my world… ancient Rome and all its glorious, grimy bullshit. John would have approved. I had originally thought I’d become a Medievalist, cause knights and all, but Rome was too tempting. There was Caesar. And Diocletian. And Trajan. And glory. And scandal. And so much sex. And so much fucking loss. So much death. So many scattered ruins. So many memories lost. So many loves forgotten.
And then John Lennon died. And my childhood died. I drank my first rum and Coke and smoked my first cigarette. And my complicated adventure of loving Rome and mourning my childhood began. December 9th. 1980. Life, Part 2. Rome.
The audiobook of Dominus, Book 1 is bloody incredible. Release dates soon.
Hug your loves tonight, even the ones who don’t know you. Even if it’s only in your imagination. Imagine.
Your love matters.