and then there was one
Four years ago there were 4... then one left. I dealt- realized that the other two were far more important. Then one found her penguin, and although she is still here and i love her for it, for the purpose of this conversation she too left. Then there were two, and i learned to deal with that too. But now there is one, only me... and as much as they like to argue that they are still here and that they will always be here-- i see it differently. I have been left in the dust, and they can sympathize all they want but that is all that they can do, they just dont know... all they can do is imagine. And i know that that hurts them and i appreciate that, i really do, but that doesnt even begin to dull the pain. And every time that i realize that i am standing alone, i miss the times when there was four that much more. In the immortal words of Brett Kleinman, "Only twenty more weeks of this and i dont have to be here any more." I have never been more ready to start the next leg of my journey.