Sleeping is for Quitters

In retrospect, I didn't realize the magnitude of the decision I made to leave Tennessee and move to Los Angeles. I traded an incredible, diverse group of friends that I respected and who appreciated me for a complete unknown. I figured I would keep in touch with the people that mattered to me, but it's not that simple. You can call, you can write, you can savor brief moments in the margins of your lives, but it doesn't matter. Your paths diverge. Life churns on and the distance grows.

Fast friends fading, opportunities forgotten, years disappearing. You don't really notice a lot of the tragedy in life, but it's always hovering in the periphery.