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My best friend finally left for Canada today, to go wrestle. I couldn't even tell him goodbye to his face.

It's hard, you know, because I finally realize that him moving is the last step in us growing apart. Surely, we'll always be close, but this is the first step for the rest of his life, and mine. I decided I had to say goodbye to him somehow, so in a drunken stupor I wrote this to him:

Hey man, it's me. I guess you can consider me a coward for saying goodbye this way, but it's real hard to see you go. You know, the idea of knowing that this is the point in our lives where we really do end up moving on from each other on our own free will, because of the things that we hold dear to our hearts; our dreams. I'm glad you're doing this, and I know you should. I wish you weren't going, bro, but you're going to be great. Since I first met you I knew you were gonna be a star. I hope everything works out, and remember; my luck is always with you, you can always call me, I've always got your back, and no matter what you've always and always will be the only true brother I've had. Peace, man. Go make your dream come true; it's time for you to gleam like the star that you've always been. It's time to shine, now go do it.

With love and the utmost respect,
Your brother.
Dan Flinn

I really wish I had said more, but I would've overloaded the computer doing so. That man is a great man, and even though he can be a self-centered, cold hearted, pitiless bastard with a huge ego from time to time, he's the best damned friend I've ever had.

In other news, I've finally finished editing a book I've been working off contract for after 5 months. Heh. I've also got the outline for the artilce done, waiting for some place to show interest.

Oh, and quickly: POETIK!!!
This Fri/Sat/Sun, the Vive has a huge show going on. You should come with, in the crowd is going to be a "Battle of the Ex's" for my friend. It should be fun to watch.