When he died, that is truly how I felt. I can't count how many times I've cried. I felt as if something amazing had been robbed from the world, and I still feel that way to some degree, but I realize that he is still very much with us. His works are so immortal that we started to believe he was immortal, too, and that's why his death came as such a shock, I think.
I love Bowie. I love his courage and innovative nature. I love that he made music all the way up until the end of his life. It wasn't about the money, or the fame. It was about making art, making a statement, and changing the world. That is the best way to live. I will always remember Bowie, and I am disappointed that I will never be able to personally thank him for the service he has done for me and countless others. Rest in Peace, Starman. I love you.