Wrote a letter to one of my favorite musicians of all time that I happen to be acquaintances with. Don’t meet your heroes, it will mess you up. I met mine years ago, discovered he was just a suicidal nut job who instead of continuing the tour, crashed on our couch for 5 days crying constantly and watched scrubs on his laptop. Saw him again years later and he worked out the mental stuff. Now he’s got the band back together and he’s on the right track. Figured maybe a letter was needed. I cut it a little short without telling him how much I loved his music and how it meant the world to me. But, he already knows all that.