A couple of friends moved away. A few more are thinking about it. Some old friends are distant. I shared long hugs today with one of my favorite people who is leaving the country for a couple weeks. We pretend-cried but after she left I held back real tears.
I'm not good at good-byes. I hate them. I even hate "see ya later." To me it's all bad-byes. (Bad-bye always makes me think of Homer
And yeah I know it's all cyclical and death is a part of life and good-bye is necessary for hello, I know all that.
I know it. Now I gotta learn to live it.
Photo is along Dexter Avenue a few weeks ago.