... and recognize a lot of the girls you graduated high school with. Christ.
I miss Tim. I am walking around as if I am missing a limb or an eye or something very important. Perhaps one of my kidneys. You don't necessarily need both of them, but it makes dealing with all the shit a lot easier. I mean, I'm sure New York's great and all, and I know I'm going to be there soon (uh, hopefully...), but still. Best friends are hard to come by. And now Gary's gone too, so pretty much everyone I love with all my soul (the aforementioned, Matt, Emma, Kristi) has departed Boone.
I mean, don't get me wrong. I really like hanging out with the friends I have right now. But it's not the same as family.
My favorite postcard from today's postsecret:
