mood: just happy.
state i'm in: realising my dependence on the net for pretty much everything.
tune: a new funky generation "the messenger".
scott left for melbourne indefinetely today. i guess it won't really sink in for a while that he's gone. we can chat on the phone still, and on msn (when optus gets its shit together). but no more bottles of wine over dinner, no more pizza cafe, no more movies, no more hanging out at the pool, and a host of other things we do every so often.
farewell to the conversation - the arguments, the drunken rants, the passionate debates, and the wholehearted agreements. farewell to the speaking of soooooo much shit also - gonna miss that. farewell to someone who i know i can rely on when i need, and a friend in need at other times; someone that i know inside out, so well, and so comfortably, where to say nothing in one another's company is to speak a thousand words with someone else.
we have shared love and laughter, tears and trauma, sin and shame, fun and fantasy, innocence and imbecility. in all, we share an immense friendship that through hard work has endured a great deal, and will continue to do so. 1700 kms will hardly be the biggest hurdle to face our bond.
i guess i could say 'good luck', or 'take care', or 'you know where i am if you need me', and all would be true. but on the subject of our bond, and also scott's life ahead, i would prefer to let winston churchill's words speak on my behalf. granted he was speaking of britain's condition in the second world war, but then scott himself says 'it's war' when concerned with his struggle with mediocrity in life.
'this is not the end. it is not even the beginning of the end. but it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning'.
bon voyage boy. xoxo
No comments:
Post a Comment