i said goodbye to two friends today as we exchanged akward hugs across the back seat before they lept from the car, their meager backpacks flailing behind them to enter the cold sterility of the airport terminal. the rush to the airport, via the bank to retrieve a lost atm card, for them would just be the start of the adventure as they will travel europe for the next month until we head to michigan to play some awesome shows. but for me, it’s no adventure. instead, it’s like a hint of the future, or at least a part of the future that’s a liittle bit scary. a future of constant hellos and goodbyes, a future of squeezing tiny moments of intimacy between the mess of logistics that is demanded when living life. maybe the business people that i see every day aren’t so vapid. maybe the logistics, the “business” of life is so consuming that that is what we all do from day to day, and it’s the rare time that things transcend such monotony. it was rad to have my friends back for two days, and those days were crazy, busy, productive and great. i got to have intimate moments with people and conversations that fealt like they meant something rather than just being fun or stimulating. i fealt excited and like i could plan and scheme for the future. i’ll miss my friends, but the worst part is now i suddenly feel as if i’m just biding my time, trying to make the best of things until things get exciting again.