Thus it Ends.

Matt, my best bud, is gone. He is somewhere between Tennessee and Idaho right now. He will be back in July, but it is probable that I will not be here when he returns.

This morning I woke up around 9. I laid on his bed listening to his dad and him pack his bags. Then I hugged him twice and left. I took a longer-than-usual pause before closing and locking the front door on the way out to make sure that I didn't leave anything behind.

I walked to my car with my hood pulled over my face to keep the rain off of my glasses. I got in the car, cranked it up, and turned on the heat. I listened to Sufjan Stevens's Michigan as a tribute. I love the song "Romulus."

I thought the last time Matt left was the end of the Era. But really. Today is.

I am not sad and, surprisingly, that is the 100% truth.


I have so many plans for the summer.
I hope they don't fall through.