friends come and go...

our friend e is leaving for florida today. this is a job hazard of being in the military, people move in and out all the time.

most of the time, it doesn't matter. most of the time i could care less.

but e is one of those rare friends who is a real friend. who appreciates the things that one does for him, and goes out of his way to pay them back.

so there we are, in different states of dress this morning, hugs good bye and all that. and no matter how much time i spend in a military lifestyle, there are those occasional friends that are hard to see go.

on top of that, i am tired (which is, i should add, my own fucking fault, and no, i am most definitely not complaining). so i am on the verge of tears this morning, o beloved nonexistant reader. why fight it, right? so i pop leuko in the stereo, and play velocity, and when the song kicks in in that special way that it does, my droogs and only friends, it's there.

that feeling of being one. one with everything. one with my wife, who's already having a crappy day. one with mother hoodlum, who's going through some shit. one with e, who gave us a grill as a way of saying thank you for all the meals. one with c, who is currently fighting her own battles as well. one with nos. 1 and 2 who are cute as fuck and who sometimes i think i don't deserve. one with everyone and everything.

and yes, i cry, but it's a good cry.

darth sardonic