Friends are moving away, and as usual it's ripping me up pretty good. I've had friends move on, or I myself have moved away often enough to know how things go. Yet, it's never easy.
I don't know if I will miss the people more, or their goofy, trouble-making dog. Stupid, flea-bitten, knuckle-headed mutt. Bad news all around. We're better off without each other, you know?
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