Unrealizations

This is just a place for my friends to read about what's on my mind. If you don't know me, it may or may not be of any interest.

Sunday, October 31, 2004

Why the hell I'm doing this.

I swore that I would never own a cell phone.

I have a cell phone now.

I also swore that I would never "blog."

You're now reading this.

A few hours ago, I received an e-mail from my friend Jay, and it mentioned his blog, where he had written about me. I went and read it, and it made me painfully aware of how much of his life I miss out on, because we don't live near each other. So, just in case there are people out there who really want to be able to hear my inner thoughts the way I've now been able to catch up on some of Jay's, I thought, maybe I should do this too.

Jay has been my longest and most loyal friend, no matter how irresponsible I am with his friendship. He's forgiven me more neglect and mistrust than I can even describe, and for 18 years now, he remains my best friend. I only hope he knows that. Maybe now he will.

I have a lot of "best friends." I don't make any apologies for several people receiving that title. Jay has the singular distinction of being the oldest of those who share that position. The fact that there is more than one "best friend" in no way diminishes the role--particularly where Jay is concerned. But no one has been my best friend for longer than he has, and that will not change. Since we were 11 years old, Jay has been by my side, at my back and in my bidness. For that, I am eternally grateful.

Jay, your Transformers led you to transform my life. Your Mask toys helped me start unmasking myself. If ever you believe that you have had no purpose or direction in life, remember what started with a shared love of action figures. For without your friendship, I would never have had the strength to live my life the way I have. Any success or happiness I have, I owe to you. Just because you aren't the only influence in my life should never take away from the fact that you were an essential one. The first stone in the foundation is always the most important. Now you know. And knowing is half the battle.

2 Comments:

At 7:01 AM, Blogger Jay said...

Wow...

I'm honored so much that I hold the oldest position of best friend, but even more so that I'm in the best friend catagory. It's one thing to hold you in high regard, but for you to do the same to me is fantastic. You are not the only that has been lacking in the friend department. There are times when I could have called or come by sooner and made more of an effort to see you when you came down here. But because of work or sleeping needs, I didn't always come through. Work and sleep can wait, I'll do those tomorrow. But friends like you? Once in a lifetime, and I've only got one of those at the moment.

You've been my best buddy since 6th grade, a time when I was down on myself and others for my development of Tourette's Syndrome, something I don't like to present about myself. But whether it was the Transformers, the G.I. Joes or maybe just because we were both kind geeky kids in a too-cool-for-school world, we found each other to be a beacon in the storm.

Am I gushing? Hell yeah I'm gushing. You're my longest running as well as all-around best friend I have. Nobody knows me better or more deeply that Adam M. West. And that, dear readers, is a fact.

 
At 7:06 AM, Blogger Patrick said...

*sniff*

 

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