Today was another day. Went to a good friends home. Did the same thing. Bought a whole bunch of beer and put on a good movie. Today was different though. He finally fulfilled my suspicions of him having some sort of mental illness. He let me know in the midst of a heart to heart that he was indeed, bipolar, and that due to his lack of medical insurance, he hasn’t been seeking treatment for it in the past few years. This want a surprise to me. I have been waiting for years for him to come clean. I’ve always know he was a little left of center, but I have always loved him for that. What struck me as odd, is that a few moments later a good friend of ours who lives a solid 13 hours away showed up at his doorstep. He arrived with his new girlfriend and told us all of these great tales of his adventures abroad. While this is one of my longest childhood friends, and I am so great full to see him after so long, I know his reasons. He is here because of his lady. I appreciate his effort to reach out and come see me, but I know if this female wasn’t involved it wouldn’t have happened. I guess In a sense I should be thanking her. Fuck if I know. Either way, I love both these gentlemen dearly. They are brothers to me. Cheers,
-Franco Del Rey