Spent 4 hours on the phone with my Momma tonight. Talked about all kinds of things, but religion mostly.
I have the best Momma in the world, and I am incredibly fortunate. She has always been one of my favorite people to party with on a friday night, and I don’t think that will ever change.
Guise, I’m day drunk, and goodbyes don’t ever get easier or less shitty do they?
Spent the afternoon with my girl Devon. She’s the sort of friend who I only hang out with every couple months, but it is always solid and real and I love her a lot. She is graduating and on her way to being a kickass vet.
But yeah, I’m drunk and I hate goodbyes.