My best friend is moving
My best friend of nine years, Marcus, is going off to med school in a few weeks. Don't get me wrong, I'm really proud of him for making it to med school in the first place. But he's moving to New York, and that's over 600 miles from here.
We hardly ever got to see each other when he lived only an hour away from me, so what's it going to be like now? And I know that as time goes on, the distance between us will probably take a bigger and bigger toll. Especially when he starts residency and, later, (God forbid) a family.
So this feels like the end of an era. We were superclose for almost a decade, but I have a really bad feeling about this. I don't want him to move to New York! I want him to stay here! But I'm not putting up too much of a fight, because even though I'll miss him like crazy, I do want him to get a great education. After all, if he's going to be tinkering with people's brains during neurosurgery, then he's gonna need it.
But I DON'T WANT HIM TO MOVE TO NYC! Too far away!
Okay, I guess I'll stop complaining now. But I am NOT happy. I feel bad, because I guess I should be happy, but I'm not. Things'll never be as good from now on.







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