Strange to be in Tucson again sometimes.
I’ve been overly conscious of my loneliness lately. If only to have a
companion. At this time last year, Will and I were preparing for Vegas. His
baby will be born any day now. He seems a million miles ago. I miss the friend
not the boyfriend. We hated the same people and found absurdity in the same
things. That’s friendship to me. That’s what I miss.