He'd stay over some nights and we would hang out in the den at my parents house and stay up till 3 or whenever and flick baseball cards at each other. There would be thousands of cards all over the room. I think my parents are still finding them in there to this day. Soon we graduated and slowly started into the real world. College, work, moving out. But we still hung out all the time. We've been there for each other for all of our breakups and I was there for him as his best man for his wedding. The last 5 years have gone by so quick. Espeically with less time to just hang out. My work has made it difficult to hang out with my friends more then once or twice a month compared to the 1-2 times a week we were used to. But that's all a part of growing up I suppose.
Now he's moving away. To Texas. I just can't believe it. I really hoped we could have lived near each other for the rest of our lives. Had kids, watched them grow up together, and probably eventually end up like the guys from grumpy old men. But I guess I will just settle for the grumpy old men part since we act like that now (all in jest of course).
Only a couple more weeks till he moves away. It's going to be so different without him here. I've felt lonely enough since I've moved out on my own and started working these hours, I'm sure this won't make it any better. But I'm happy for him. He knows what he wants and he's going for it. I support him and his wife 100%. I can't wait to visit them next year after they hopefully have a house! Even know the smartass thinks I wouldn't visit them in Texas!
So that's one of the many things happening in my life right now. Something I'd been wanting to get off my chest but had to wait till he actually posted he was moving.