No long post, no long goodbyes. A few days ago, I had a going away party with the regular cast of my life: family, friends, coworkers, colleagues, well-wishers, acquaintances, old friends not seen in ages, new ones met within the last months. Sometimes you forget how many people are in your life, whether through neglect or through moves or drifting away, or others who I just happen not to see for ages. I sometimes think myself solitary, with only a few friends, and then they all get together in the same room and I am reminded that I’m not solitary at all. And then they all began to make it very difficult for me to remember why I wanted to move so far away.
So I’m leaving, because I just have to, for whatever reason. Like Poochy. And I’ll be far away from home, and family, and friends, and all of those people who love me and who I love in return. And I’ll miss them. (And by them, this probably means you, because who else reads this blog anyway?)