So long Pete, it was real swell knowing you.
New teeth hurt when they're coming in, I do understand what the babies fuss about. I constantly chomp on the inside of my cheek when I'm not doing anything, and I spit a lot more blood than I should when I brush my teeth.
I found out today that a friend of mine died. He was my boss when I worked down at the Marina, and an all around good guy. He was a workaholic who was always there, and expected you to pull your own weight, cause he knew you could do it. He knew that when he asked how I was doing and I said peachy, that really I meant that I was pissed or having a horrible day. He knew he could make completely sexist jokes in my presence or say things like "fill'er up to the tits boys", and that I wouldn't be offended, I'd just laugh because I could take the joke. He gave me my favorite hoodie, and made me feel like I belonged, even if I was only there for one summer and he'd been there since he could walk.
I didn't believe her when she asked me if I'd gone to the funeral, I didn't even know who she was talking about. I can't believe I didn't even know he had died. It was all over the news about the motorcycle accident, and I can't even find his obituary now. I totally missed it. I hate funerals anyway, but that's definitely one I would have gone to. I saw one of the dock guys the other weekend at jakes, and he didn't mention a thing, even when I teased him for being at the wrong dock. I don't know how I could have been so stupid. He just smiled and said that they paid him more over here, that's why he was there. They were like family.
How did I miss that? What kind of bubble do I live in? I work all the time or sleep, and I don't see the people who matter to me. There's something seriously wrong with my life.
Now's the time to change it before I can't.
Tuesday, August 16
