Steve Jobs, the former CEO of Apple died tonight after a battle with cancer. I wrote of it on Facebook "A man who had his hands in Pixar, Atari, Apple and every facet of innovation in pop culture, a college dropout who slept on floors and went on to change the world has died too young, too soon." I had really never stopped to think of the ways this one man had influenced my own and countless other lives. The movies, games I saw and played with family, growing up that were in large part a product of his work. A song on the go that picked me up when I was down. I wish I had took more time to appreciate the remarkable man behind so much inspiration. I don't know how many poems I've wrote after listening to an ipod, or later from itunes on my Android, but I know it's been a lot. And I know a man who fought adversity and poverty succumbed to a disease no one should ever have to suffer through. But I take solace in the fact he did the most anyone could ever dream of doing with the time that he had.