How Does Water From the Sky Make Us Cry? {Harmonious Farting}

Wow, today was so overwhelming. My last day in Maryland, I expected to feel down all day, reminiscing about memories I've had and thinking about how much I will miss it here. But instead, my amazing, lovely, fantastic friends stepped in and we had such a good time that I didn't have a chance to cry. I had a relaxing morning to myself, since my family left for the house early and Victoria picked me up from the hotel later in the morning. I had the tv to myself, a couple of Cosmos and my laptop - all I need for entertainment :) Then Stephen, Victoria, Tom, Marley and I loaded up our Subway (and Tom's McDonalds chicken nuggets) and headed to Sugarloaf mountain. We almost died driving up there because apparently a "daddy long leg" fell in through the car window onto Stephen's lap. You would have thought there was a rabid squirrel attacking him by the way he carried on. We had to pull over on the side of the very windy, trecherous road and search the entire back seat for this poor spider, who had probably been so traumatized he was hiding under the seat. I still swear it was a piece of someone's hair that was blowing around - ah Stephen.




When we finally dragged ourselves to the top, with Tom and Stephen whining and screaming about bugs the entire way, we had a lovely picnic upon the rocks with the lovely view. It took us forever to decide on a place to eat and ended up spreading out all over the place (we all wanted a separate rock to eat on). The bugs soon discovered that there was delicious subs being eating in the vicinity and were willing to fight us for them, so we ended up scarfing down our food as quickly as we could and then just sat around admiring the landscape below. We left pretty soon after that, and it was easier for us to get down than it was for us to get up as there were stairs leading down. Even so, Victoria and I almost killed ourselves because the stairs were steep and slick and we were wearing flip flops.
There was a lot of running around the neighborhood after that little excursion. We stopped by Stephen's house so that he could put his nasty tuna sub that he hadn't finished eating, in the fridge (it was smelling up the car making us all want to puke - Victoria was driving with her head out the window). While we were there, Victoria very skillfully wrenched her cars driver door off its hinges - so off to the mechanic's we went! Even that was entertaining somehow.




More hiking ensued after that little detour in our plans. Thomas was about to kill us all as he was hot and tired of walking in the woods. But we wanted to stick our feet in water, and the water at North Creek Lake was disgusting so we had to galavant into the woods for about a mile to reach the lovely creek. We ended up deciding that the cool water was semi-worth the hike.

To finish off the night, we ordered pizza and watched Yes Man at Stephen's house (he has the perfect basement for movie nights, dark cool and comfortable), and by the time the movie ended we were all hysterical with laughter.




Not until we pulled up outside my hotel did the waterworks begin. I didn't expect to cry. I wanted to and I felt that I needed to open up and cry with the people I know love me and who I am mourning. Still I didn't know if I would be able to let my guard down in front of them. Stephen and Tom took care of that. They played the song that Thomas wrote about my going away which is just the saddest song I have ever heard. That had Victoria and I weeping our eyes out. When we got out to say our final goodbyes (which lasted a good 45 minutes) we just started having too much fun - so there was a lot of hugging, crying, and laughing going on all at the same time.

It felt really good to be vulnerable with these people who mean the world to me. I'm so disappointed that I didn't have more time with them. We really only started hanging out regularly a couple weeks ago. Victoria I can see having a great relationship with despite the distance between us. I can see myself growing distant from Stephen and Tom in time, but I will always cherish the time I have had with my gay boyfriends, and hopefully we will again have time together the four of us - doing things that don't make sense and having the most fun we have ever had doing it.

Things didn't end well between Marley and I. I won't go into details but I feel as if things may truely be over between her and I. That may not have been the case if I were staying in Maryland. But with distance between us I can see our friendship slipping away. Which saddens me beyond belief because our relationship has been very solid for the past eight years, even through rough times it has always pulled through. This is different somehow though, and I feel terrible that she and I parted ways the way we did. I regret not being able to see Edgar again too. I think that he and I will continue being friends for a while because our friendship isn't based on similar activities (thus the relationship won't fade when the activity ends) but we were strangers with nothing in common when we started talking.

Tomorrow is going to be long and hard. I am already feeling lonely. Even though I will have my family with me, who are all feeling similarly to how I am, I still feel like I am alone and there is nothing anyone can do for me. My friends here better be prepared to receive tons of texts and calls from me over the next few days at least.