I was going to have a little whinge about how my body clock has awoken me at 9am on a Sunday morning once again. About how I couldn’t choose between Western or Asian food to order in for lunch. About how my Internet was insanely slow today.
Then I read the news about Cory Monteith’s death and suddenly things got thrown a little into perspective. Perhaps I’m not one of the teenage screaming fans or one of those who will have a cry over the death of a celebrity. But having watched Glee (quite obsessively) over the past few years, it is definitely a grey patch in my day. A little hard to believe that it is really the end. My sincere condolences to those whose hearts that are breaking as I type these words.
He will be missed by many.