I miss my friend

No pictures of my food today. Sorry.

This is going to be a rather short post as well as I'm just not in the mood to write. Well, I could always write, but if it isn't anything meaningful, then all I'm doing is typing grammatically correct sentences. And even that is questionable.

I miss my friend.  This person knows who they are. Or they should. I miss talking about everything and anything.  I miss the comfortable lapses of silence.  I miss the friendship most of all. Knowing that someone was thinking of you and waiting to share the day's events at the end of the day.

There will be some of you who are so vain that like Warren to my Carly you will think this post is about you. It isn't.

I've denied the funk that I've been in for months because of the ending of this friendship. I was able to distract myself for awhile but eventually I suppose I need to acknowledge it. My sadness about the ending of this friendship.  I have to in order to move on. I miss you friend. But I'm letting go and moving on.  I was able to see today that I've been holding out for a rekindling of our friendship. I see now, that it won't happen.  I've learned a lot from it.

In the meantime, I'm going to go watch West Wing and read.  Not necessarily in that order.