So there’s this coterie of friends I have, and they tend to reflect the mood I’m in. The ones who know me fully and deeply, know the intuitive asshole and selfish jerk I can be hover around two. That’s right, I have two close friends, and I have known them both more than 20 years each. There was once a third horse in the race, I know I shouldn’t refer to my friends as animals, but really…. Yeah so the third horse told me a month and a half ago, rather abruptly that I was a bad influence on him and that he couldn’t hang out with me anymore.
He sent me this lovely missive over text.
He is over 30.
Then again, he (or so I thought) was going to shaft me over thanksgiving dinner.
But I don’t know. Can one consider a person that close if they are constantly wary of you and your saturnine influence?