Celts and Druids
Met up with an old friend tonight. It was an interesting experience, to see someone who I had tried to expunge from my life completely waltz back in so effortlessly. He had changed, or I had changed. Or both. This was the first guy with whom I had felt comfortable in quite a while. It was nice to sit in silence, me just holding him, and listen to nature around us. Yeah, I'm a sentimentalist. So shoot me. I don't know... guess I just kinda needed a break from watching my life fall down around me... holding him, was like holding to a rock, to some bastion from which I could draw strength. It just feels... right, almost. I tried to comfort AA, but I wasn't there... this seems to be becoming an unfortunate pattern. I will do what I can, and hopew it is enough. Mom... well, we can hope, and pray. And as far as the Celt... well, we must wait and see. But I am all right with that. I guess.