musings

Last weekend, I saw one of my greatest friends, ever, get married to a man I had met before only over the phone and that she met while while getting her PhD in St. Louis. I, along with all the other members of the high-school entourage that showed up for the event, approved wholeheartedly of her taste.

Se casó la Yuki. Sin dejar atrás todo lo que hemos vivido, comienza una nueva etapa en su vida. Las cosas cambiarán, de eso podemos estar seguros, pero también podemos estar seguros que cambiarán para encaminarse en direcciones cien veces mejores. Para no ponernos telellorónicos y melodramáticos, he aquí unas cuantas fotillas para poner en claro que las cosas cambian, pero las que hemos cultivado perduran.

From correspondence with my online pen-pal David of PlanetSoma and OtherStream fame after the piece on Corner Stores and Teem:

I remember drinking Teem from the vending machines at motels. That was the only place I ever saw the stuff. My house was all about RC Cola and Wink (Safeway Grapefriut Soda is my current approximation thereof), with occasional splurges for Tahitian Treat.

I spent my Sunday afternoon dodging little kids at the National Building Museum (it seems like the exhibit of the White House in Miniature has become the Tourist Attraction To See After Lunch At Planet Hollywood lately) and stumbled across an exhibit on the Corner Store that I thought I had missed and finally got a chance to see.

Well, the Ride excitement has mellowed, I'm back to my life, and things don't seem to be all that good. Granted, they're not terrible, but good would probably not be the best word to describe things.

For starters, I broke up with Charles. And even the wording of that sounds wrong, as I'm still not sure who, if any one of the two of us, ended up being broken up with. I initiated the conversation, I had been the one thinking about an end for some time, and he was the one who I hurt. But I lost a great man, and I can't stop wondering if I made a terrible mistake.