End Week
This was a quality day. Slept in until ten, took a shower until the water ran too cold to tolerate. Went out for breakfast with Wes, and then headed up for a visit with my best friend of my adult life.
It was good to be back with her. It was great to see her doing well, and see her dogs. Like the dogs, it was as if we had not been apart for nearly a year. She was doing well, and in a relative peace compared to the way we parted.
We went to the book store that we love, all the way across town. After wandering around in there a bit, we had lunch on the patio of a pizza place down the street. We just sat and chattered and laughed, making the most of the mid-day sun and a few cigarettes. I had forgotten what it was like to have friends, face to face.
I didn't have time to join her at the stables. I was sad about that, but it was too cold outside for me to want to hang out and feed carrots to the horses and laugh at the goats. I'm sure I'll make it up later.
I don't know why I let myself collapse and curl away from everyone. It's coming down to the last few days with my friends at work being around, and I don't want to be sitting here in another six months, wondering what happened to them. I won't let that happen again.
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