Ed bit the dust; his choice. He couldn't figure out how a long-distance relationship would work. It hurt. Even if I hadn't had a long relationship with him.
Perhaps it hurt more becasuse I never thought of my location as being so far reaching, but it is. This town sucks when it comes to meeting people, connecting with them. It does seem that a lot of the people together, either met in College or there abouts - or grew up together.
And I can't just pick up and move, can I? for love. To perhaps meet someone? Must meet and then move? That is how I did it for - I'll call him Earl. So both Earl and Ed...Good Bye! (Thank You Dixie Chicks)
I've also done the red-neck scene. Not that Earl was the traditional red-neck...he wasn't. I just don't think I can go back to a specific ranching life. Specific as in THAT is how we make our living. I can be with someone that rides horses, goes on pack trips, etc. But not our livelihood.
I guess as long as I am saying Good-Byes, I might as well include CJA. To some, he was known as Sparks last summer. THANK GOODNESS nothing EVER happened (romantically) between us. Since last summer, his name has changed to "Cranky Jackass" or CJA. He is cranky. And he can be a real jackass. And being around him, or even talking to him, usually puts me in a bad mood. He is currently playing a martyr within his family. I want to live, I want to run, for as long as I possibly can. I don't want to be old before my time!
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