facebook friends

or not.
















i un-friended him in facebook. it sounds like such a high school mode of defiance. petty. paltry. whatever. but it wasn't defiance, resignation rather. and it's done. finally. way overdue. i don't want to know if he's heading to vietnam or whatever the hell adventures he's living or doing.

i guess it's funny (funny strange, not funny ha ha) because the second night we were hanging out when we didn't know what it would become, we connected on facebook. the third night, when we started to get an inkling, we stayed up till whatever am in the morning playing a game of scrabble, also on facebook. well, i was playing both sides mostly and he was enjoying the company and putting in his two cents when he could keep up. an interesting metaphor for things as they began to unravel. don't ask me to do anything that requires any effort. duly noted. and couldn't you have warned me before you led me as far down the path as you did? and led you did. every. step. of. the. way.

thanks buddy. enjoy vietnam and beyond.



currently listening to: forgive - burial {which, interestingly enough, came up via shuffle and coincidentally enough, was a song i discovered during the worst of the breakup}.