June 9, 2025
Monday
Chatting with my friend Logan, one would come to the conclusion that this country is burning to the ground. And at this point I would not disagree.
His latest entry on his blog had me quite concerned for him. He asked if I would like for him to hang out. (He was in Berkeley at the time.) I agreed and said of course. There was a little hesitation as I didn't want him to come out of his way. But he was willing to make the trip.
Reading his latest entry was pretty hard to digest. From being treated like a tweaker by others due to his nervous energy, to the breakdown of his family dynamics. Add the fact that the climate that we are in is not a great place for people who are neurodivergent, hell it's not a great place for about everyone! Needless to say there were a few red flags that I saw in his post that made me glad that he was coming to visit.
He mentioned that he was going to target to pick up some things.
"Back from Target."
"I'm going to jump in the shower and shave. I'm a mess right now. I should be over around 4:15pm or 4:30pm," I said.
He replied, "I should hit the shower then."
I wasn't quite sure how to take that. But to be fair he probably didn't quite know how to take my statement either.
It has been quite some time since we've played together and honestly I am okay with that. At this point it is almost assumed that our friendship has grown more platonic than anything. But I did bring my bag of "stuff" just in case. But before anything, I needed to talk to him about how he was feeling.
We needed to get into some context of that post regardless of what may have fallen on the agenda.
When I got to his room, before knocking on his door I came up with a plan,"If he opens the door in his signature jockstrap then we will play but we still will have our discussion at some point. But if he is clothed then I won't initiate any type of play.
I knocked on the door. He opened up. He had no shirt on but he had his camouflage pants on. I came in and we talked. We chatted for a good while. We both wanted to get out of the hotel room for a bit. We drove around until I decided on what we were going to do. I decided to stop by the pizza place by my apartment complex. I ordered a chicken pesto pizza. We brought it home so him, Boss and I would have dinner together. It was good seeing him in what appeared to be a better mood than before.
It sucks seeing someone you care about in a funk. I'm glad that the last thing I saw before leaving was a smile and feeling his warm embrace.
To Logan The place was a mess. sorry.
That doesn't count as a proper mess.
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