good bye, gegghie khan

inner peace is a total joke. you know gardening, kayaking, meditation and yoga, all that.

Mediation on the other hand, especially a long drawn out one is the true secret to sanctity. Over the course of the last two years, at one point, I was carrying 4 hatchets over friendships that ended in an unamiable way. One by one, they've faded or have been buried until this last weekend. The last gigantic five year old hatchet was very joyously, unexpectedly, and drunkenly buried like a luau pig. We laughed, we cried. We remembered times when we did the worlds most stupid things, and how we still both do the worlds most stupid things without having learned any better.

If it recultivates, it undoubtedly will be a slow-growing, different friendship. If it doesn't, thats one less awkward time I have to squeeze by someone on a narrow Smalltimore street without acknowledging them. big sigh.

Go out there and do it, my bloglleagues. You know how you cringe at a small party when schmo-and-schmo shows and blabs really loudly about how great their life is so others will undoubtedly hear it? Well you won't have to be that person anymore! Buy this one-time compadre who wronged you a shot of Viritas. Salute to friendship. Imagine Michael McDonald is playing in the background and call it a day.