I don’t think we are so different from the moths. Most of us don’t know why we’re here and we all seem to stumble around aimlessly, congregating at various social points to exchange useless, meaningless banter.  If there is a higher intelligence, we are most definitely his moths. I’m not trying to bring you down. Some of us moths enjoy the social points and some of us actually DO have something meaningful to say. Maybe the moth smelled the sweet aroma, felt the soothing warm vapors and saw the twinkles of reflecting light in the mysterious abyss he decided to become one with… or maybe the dumbass flew into a hot cup of tea.
You will never be “stress” in my life. I however, seem to have caused you a great deal of drama and disorder. I am sorry.  I don’t want you to risk getting into trouble.  I will always be here for you. I am going to the local college in the spring to get a degree in Physical Education. It will benefit me as a personal trainer/boxing coach.  I am doing fine, but I must admit that I miss you terribly.  I don’t want your life turned upside down again and you know the situation on your end far better than I do, so if you feel it’s necessary to put everything on hold, I understand. I WOULD ask however, that you drop me a line or two from time to time, either to my gmail or through this site, if you prefer. I am here as little or as much as you need. Don’t forget to enjoy life to the fullest.  If nothing else, we can sit down and have coffee one day and tell each other of our grand adventures.