Sadness
My best friend Nick left for home today... I can only hope I am close behind him.
He got a 30 minute notification he was leaving and then he was on a bus. I almost burst into tears when he waved from the bus. I never realized just how close friends we were. In retrospect we DID hang out an awful lot over the last year. Especially the last six months. We talked to each other about damn near everything. It's been a long time since I have been able to have a friend like that. Between getting stuck with a shitty room mate at Bragg, getting sent all over the place lately, and being genrally busy, really good friendships just haven't occurred, so, now I feel the loss of a best friend quite keenly.
Someone had been sent a rubber pile of shit in the mail. (I don't know why either) But, once we got it, we made a game called "Hide The Shit" and we hid it under each other's pillows, in laundry bags, etc. So I got a hat he wanted embroidered and I am sending him the shit inside the hat with a note that says "I WIN!" This game may go on for years to come.
It's days like today when I feel at my lowest that I really reconsider my values. I wish I could spend more time on relationships with other people and all, but, I have always been so busy or otherwise interested in different things. Just not enough time in the day, I suppose. I just hope I get to see Nick back in the states from time to time and that we don't drift apart as friend now that hanging out isn't totally convenient.
Here's to you, Nick, you lucky son of a bitch. You couldn't wait to leave this madness and you made it. Drink one for me.
He got a 30 minute notification he was leaving and then he was on a bus. I almost burst into tears when he waved from the bus. I never realized just how close friends we were. In retrospect we DID hang out an awful lot over the last year. Especially the last six months. We talked to each other about damn near everything. It's been a long time since I have been able to have a friend like that. Between getting stuck with a shitty room mate at Bragg, getting sent all over the place lately, and being genrally busy, really good friendships just haven't occurred, so, now I feel the loss of a best friend quite keenly.
Someone had been sent a rubber pile of shit in the mail. (I don't know why either) But, once we got it, we made a game called "Hide The Shit" and we hid it under each other's pillows, in laundry bags, etc. So I got a hat he wanted embroidered and I am sending him the shit inside the hat with a note that says "I WIN!" This game may go on for years to come.
It's days like today when I feel at my lowest that I really reconsider my values. I wish I could spend more time on relationships with other people and all, but, I have always been so busy or otherwise interested in different things. Just not enough time in the day, I suppose. I just hope I get to see Nick back in the states from time to time and that we don't drift apart as friend now that hanging out isn't totally convenient.
Here's to you, Nick, you lucky son of a bitch. You couldn't wait to leave this madness and you made it. Drink one for me.