Hoppus still isn’t quite sure what tomorrow holds, exactly. But who is? He hasn’t really thought about what blink-182 might look like now that he’s cancer-free, but he’s open to any permutation of the band, really, including line-ups with Tom back in the fold. “We haven’t really talked about that, but I’m open to anything in the future,” said Hoppus. “I don’t know how that would work if it’s all four of us. Like we’re all going to live in the same house again?”
For Hoppus, the past year not only deepened his appreciation for his family and friends, but it taught him how to handle unexpected horror with humility, grace, humor, and—this is the new one—an open heart that’s still learning how to feel deserving. “I’m totally overwhelmed with the support and love,” he said, pausing. “I don’t know. People online I have never met sending support. Cancer survivors of the same lymphoma that I had even put together a video where they covered a Blink song, and it made me cry.” That song, of course, was “All the Small Things.”
Before I left, Hoppus wanted me to take a close look at the top of his head. He was excited: His hair was showing tiny signs of growth. Of returning to normalcy. “My armpit hair is still totally gone,” he said, “but if you look close, all this white hair is just the shitty cancer hair, and then you can see the actual dark hair growing back in a little bit.”
You got a free bleach job, I joked.
”I know,” he replied, beaming. “I wish I’d had this in the mid-90s.”
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