babble
Monday, December 27, 2004
I want to be a part of it:
Tomorrow I'm off to visit my old friend, New York City. Ah, memories. New York and I have had some good times together. New York treated me pretty well when we were together. We spent time with friends, drinking fine wine, eating great food. But things changed. When I made the decision to leave, New York took it pretty hard. There were tears, recriminations, harsh words from both parties. I think New York took it especially hard because I left it for a younger, prettier city. I'm not proud of what I did. New York, of course, punished me in its own way by giving me heartbreaking Yankees losses every year since I left.
Fortunately, in the last couple of years, we've managed to patch up our relationship. We've come to an understanding - while we have a lot of common interests and get along quite well, we're just not the right fit for a lifelong partnership. But we're at that point in our relationship where we can be friends who get together every so often to have a few drinks and talk about old times. If only every breakup could be so healthy.
babbled by Kat @ 8:11:00 PM |
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