Apr 8, 2017
I feel that it's not fair to miss anything or anyone. It was my choice to leave and I don't know if I'll ever want to go back. But I still miss it so much it hurts. Right now I miss sharing the comedy festival with my best friend. A person who thankfully wants to leave the party when I do, who doesn't mind how loud I laugh (which is good because she is hilarious and I laugh more with her then any comedian) someone ready to follow Wil Anderson down the street in broad daylight to see where he is going (Spoilers it was a pit of comedians) and joke too much about kidnapping him... Someone I am completely myself around, I can bitch and gossip with then also talk about the big stuff. Today I miss my best friend, even if I'm not allowed...
