Friday was one of the longest, most surreal days I've had in a long time.

My mind can't bear to go detail by detail--how can so much happen in one day? Yesterday felt like sitting in the window seat of a 747, seeing many destinations, but not being anywhere but in flight. Aimlessness. Up in the air. feeling like I was going somewhere, but I didn't know quite where. And now today feels like the final descent--put your tray tables up and your seats in an upright position. I still don't know where I'm going, but I'm getting somewhere fast. Ok, enough abstract rambling.

Friday wasn't really a bad class day--I still had trouble paying attention, but it being the first day of single-dom in two years, I wasn't expecting focus. Jiu Jitsu once again lifted my spirits--I got to toss Jason around, and Sensei seemed genuinely impressed by my doing so (there may be hope for this wimp yet). Back in Henry, another Taco Bell run was planned. It wasn't altogether a good trip. There was just alot of uncomfortableness, maybe just on my part. These are Dave's friends more than mine. Oh well, came back to The Lounge and watched "Carrie" with Sam & Barry, Justin, and Jason. We were all thoroughly disturbed by that movie. Then the AIM's began, between folks. This is always when the problems are confronted, the troubles are started. To fast forward to much later that night: there was another breakup in our circle of friends.

So now that's two couples out of three. I feel like we're some fellowship of the ring slowly falling apart (Tolkein has invaded my brain) It makes me think of alot of songs, like "The Space Between" and other such things. All and all, it has been a horrible event, from which hope springs eternal. . .I hope. Today I let myself listen to Ben Folds Five--a group I will not allow myself to listen to when depressed, because the songs are mainly sad and relationship oriented. Today, I came to final grips with the ending of things, the beginning of new things, and the general presence of the unknown. This could be for the better. . . and God, do I hope so.