Anthony Bourdain was one of those rare people in the mainstream entertainment industry that was genuine in their views of the world. He didn’t sugar coat things. He had been going to both the best places on the planet as well as the worst place. Even in the places that he was getting close to getting killed, he showed the joy that existed in the people that lived there.

Today he killed himself.

He’s one of the people who inspired me to travel more. He inspired me to start filming things (granted, I’m no pro, not by a longshot). Hell, he inspired me to blog. Both as a way of getting things out of my brain and into the ether as well as a way to crystalize my thoughts enough to put them into words.

I’m just having a bit of a rough time attaching to this, honestly. Of all of the recent celebrity suicides, this instance is the one that’s hitting me hardest by far.

Tony, I hope you find the peace you’ve obviously been seeking.