Another One Bites The Dust Mite
Daven left today, or rather tonight, in what is becoming a very ordinary occurrence in my life. I suppose I will join him here in a couple of weeks (not in Yellowstone, but moving out of the Omaha area, although Yellowstone would be pretty rad as well). I wish that kid only the best, also wishing that I had gotten to know him sooner and that I wasn't so busy all the time while he was here. Sometimes I fall asleep thinking about how cool last summer was, spending days at a time with Neal or Drill Man, eating ice cream in the Old Market, enjoying the last hours of freedom before school took its heartwrenching toll on my very being. I feel like, in a few months, I'm going to do the same thing with this short-lived era; missing the mid-day runs or South Park nights with sporadic trips to book stores or coffee shops.
I am going to miss my friends more than I probably realize at this point, because I'm thinking in terms of the future and can't seem to fully grasp the present as it comes hurtling at my face, I suppose that's always been my kick. I've always hated saying goodbye, and that sounds so cliché, but truly I never know if I should hug, have a last lunch, if I should hi-five and call it good, etc. It's been my habit to simply say, "Do Good Things," and give a shitty half-wave...damn my awkwardness.
Assuming I don't come back to Nebraska, and God willing with a little luck on the MCAT I will not, I probably won't see many people here again. Do you ever think about who you'll stay in touch with and who you won't? I used to think that if you were REALLY GREAT FRIENDS you'd stay in touch no matter what, but I'm starting to think that's probably not true. My life is so different from high school in a thousand ways, and most of those people I knew, even my best friends, have gone down their own paths. I think about them, still, and shoot them emails, but out of the dozens I could call real friends I would say I remain in touch with only about 2 or 3 at the most. Hell, look at what's happened with my friends from Creighton. I talk to a good 10 or so on a regular basis and probably a lot less than that after I move. So if we fall off in the upcoming months, years, etc. it's probably a combination of a ridiculously busy workload and a lack of concern, though I'll still keep in touch with the ones that matter.
If I don't see the rest of you that are still here within the upcoming weeks I wish you all luck with everything. If I never see you again shoot me your email address and I'll send you pictures, stories, and life updates until I become entrenched in work and I forget. If nothing else let's have one more Bond night, whattaya say?
I am going to miss my friends more than I probably realize at this point, because I'm thinking in terms of the future and can't seem to fully grasp the present as it comes hurtling at my face, I suppose that's always been my kick. I've always hated saying goodbye, and that sounds so cliché, but truly I never know if I should hug, have a last lunch, if I should hi-five and call it good, etc. It's been my habit to simply say, "Do Good Things," and give a shitty half-wave...damn my awkwardness.
Assuming I don't come back to Nebraska, and God willing with a little luck on the MCAT I will not, I probably won't see many people here again. Do you ever think about who you'll stay in touch with and who you won't? I used to think that if you were REALLY GREAT FRIENDS you'd stay in touch no matter what, but I'm starting to think that's probably not true. My life is so different from high school in a thousand ways, and most of those people I knew, even my best friends, have gone down their own paths. I think about them, still, and shoot them emails, but out of the dozens I could call real friends I would say I remain in touch with only about 2 or 3 at the most. Hell, look at what's happened with my friends from Creighton. I talk to a good 10 or so on a regular basis and probably a lot less than that after I move. So if we fall off in the upcoming months, years, etc. it's probably a combination of a ridiculously busy workload and a lack of concern, though I'll still keep in touch with the ones that matter.
If I don't see the rest of you that are still here within the upcoming weeks I wish you all luck with everything. If I never see you again shoot me your email address and I'll send you pictures, stories, and life updates until I become entrenched in work and I forget. If nothing else let's have one more Bond night, whattaya say?