Saying goodbye is always hard. I think this particular goodbye gets harder every time we say it. Probably because we know each one is more and more likely to be the last.

We had that kind of unhealthily intense relationship one reads about in Evelyn Waugh novels. I was Sebastian, flighty and unstable, and she was my Charles Ryder, everything sane and reasonable in the world. We were both so right about life. We used to read aloud to each other at night. Even the most terrible fights never changed things between us. I think the nature of friendship has changed since Sebastian and Charles. I think we were uncommon.

I am, and always have been, completely unable to deal with changes in this relationship in a rational, adult, manner. She's the adult and I've got my Aloyisius. It's a good thing she's the adult, because she's married now, and they're having a baby. I'm going to be Auntie Sara and I hate change. But I'm the one putting a thousand extra miles between us this time.

Every thirteen-year-old, gore-and-hentai-obsessed, FPS-fan on this site is sure to find this post, just to misinterpret it. Sorry kids, no girl-on-girl here, just friendship so old fashioned the word barely applies anymore. I miss her.