last night i was on the phone with my best friend steve. he and i talk daily and have for close to 10 years now. he was complaining to me that he wished i lived close enough to meet him at applebees. he complained that i was always too tired. he complained that i worked 9-5. i heard myself say "please don't stop being my friend" and there was real fear behind it. sometimes i wonder if my grownup life changed everything. i wonder if i will ever get it back.

2006-04-24, 11:46 p.m.
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