I’ve Said Goodbye

Being an adult sucks. When I was younger, I was never the type to make friends easily. This problem lessened as I aged, gained a modicum of experience in personal interactions, and generally loosened up between the ages of 16 and 22. These days, though, I’m working at a very demanding job, have a wonderful relationship and excellent links to good friends, but my best friends keep dropping on me! It’s tough to meet new people now, and maybe one in ten work friends can realistically make the transition to real ones. Worse, the day has finally come… Bulgaria is hopping on a plane as of Friday, and I had my last get-together with him yesterday evening. His BF’s car is having transmission trouble, and worse, since B. hasn’t been able to work legally in some time, his man’s been working several jobs to make ends meet, pay for the plane ticket, etc… Even get him a cheap laptop so that they can do video chat. I picked them up at BF’s new place, and took ‘em to Target so that Bulgaria could get some last-minute packing implements. Then, we went over to the grocery store, and I got the ingredients for a simple, fast meal. I didn’t let them help to cook, but it was done in 30 min. flat, anyway. BF’s new roomie is the guy Orpheus has a crush on from his mysterious activity of a few months ago, and he’s a good sort. I fed him, too. We all tried to be optimistic while watching the RNC. We drank too much. I had a good time, despite the finality of it all. I hated hugging B. goodbye. I nearly cried. And now, it’s over.

The friendship will go on, but it’s never the same without face-to-face interaction. With a busy day in front of me today, all I can do is mourn. That’s no good. Tonight, O. and I are headed to a Punch Brothers concert, featuring good ‘ol Chris Thile. This was part of Orpheus’ birthday present, and should prove a good distraction. I just want to find the hollow between his arms and sleep for awhile, though, which isn’t any good when it comes to concert going. A pox on all assholes who don’t support gay marriage!!! If it were legal, there’d be no problems. Bulgaria and BF would’ve gotten hitched, Bulgaria would be happily working, and the two of them wouldn’t be overtired and anxious.