3.10.09

Write me a letter baby, do not leave out the words


Mere weeks until I leave. Jillian, and I have missed one another in a way I did not predict, it will be good to be together again. You miss your girlfriends when they are so far away. Tonight I drove around listening to Frank alone, all my friends had moved away, and my backup friends were busy with the people that didn't leave them behind sixteen months ago, I realized then how lonely I am, and how loneliness in a busy city, and loneliness when the world is still, is entirely different.
Tyler is busy distancing himself from me, whatever that means, god that man is infuriating. Jillian thinks I need a clean break, maybe that's true, but I care about him, I want him to care about me, and believe it or not, he's become one of dearest friends. I am concerned that he wont come to Vancouver, and my plans for Metric, Stanley Park, the Aquarium and red wine dinners will end up being just another empty chair beside me.
I havent started to pack yet, that doesnt seem to be concerning me.
This will be an awfully big adventure.

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