in some towns you must respect the water

Jun 08, 2009 09:43

as spring bleeds into summer we get 93 degree days followed by a brief (hopefully) reminder of the grey that we're leaving behind and will eventually return to.

matt abendroth, the first friend i made on my own in olympia, is moving away today. he's always busy, and since i moved out of his house we barely ever hang out, but on saturday i felt nostalgic and comfortable sitting on his porch with a random sampling of the p dorm crew from my first year living here.

jon was there. with a beer in his hand. and it made me sad, but it also made me remember how terribly i miss him. which i guess is sad too, but that sadness was alleviated somewhat by his presence and our conversation throughout the night.

sometimes i hate myself for loving so much.

and what will happen as we forge onward into the sunny days? the string of visitors i have lined up should prove me to be emotional to say the least. as if we needed any further proof.
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