I realized tonight that what I want for Christmas I can't get here.
By "here," I mean... my apartment complex, my town, my state, Fubar... I ask for too much.
I remember back in October of 2006 when I packed everything that would fit in my car and drove 1,800 miles across country and settled in Plano, Texas. In the months that came, I lost my girlfriend, my social circle, and any hope of meeting people. I became a slave to the workplace... and was either there or home.
Where are the friends? Where are the women? Where are the people I can call on the phone and carry on conversations well into the night?
I'll tell you where... They're elsewhere.
Christmas is coming again... It's this Thursday, in fact. I wish I could say something's improved.
It hasn't.
Hold your loved ones close. You don't realize what you have until it's gone.
Happy holidays.
