This is my friend Kristi. A few days ago I said goodbye to her. She is moving more then a few States south of me. Now I know that I will see her again...that we can talk and text through all those means of communication open to people in today's world. But it won't quite be the same...anyone can tell you that. The thing that I can only tell you is that when you spend almost everyday with someone for 2 years...a someone you bonded and connected with instantly...there will always be that empty spot in your day and a little less of a curve in your smile. When we met, dear old Doctor Who # 11 just met Clara...so I guess there is a strange appropriateness to her leaving as Clara goes flying away now. When we met I was in the grind...moping and making motions...but then she appeared...my own Clara, we finished each other's sentences, responded in the same exact way at the same exact time to people and things and even have the same exact laugh. It was fun and I often wondered, and still do, if somehow we are related. I think we are...related by our souls. I will miss our lunchtime chats about ghosts and beaches, our little breaks, me guzzling coffee while she nursed a Red Bull, discussing quantum physics, parallel worlds and parallel parking. We shared many a strange adventure, like the “Case of the Trampled Turtle” and many a mundane moment, like analyzing all those reports...all those lengthy boring reports. Thank you for being you, which helped me to be a better me.
Good bye.