Stories of good people...
A long time ago when i was 19 years old, i moved to an apartment in Washington state. One roommate had me questioning the choice i just made, while the other was a saving grace. Bruce was one weird guy to say the least, but Brant was pretty much like a brother i never knew i had. Long story short, my money dried up after a few months, i couldn't find steady work and i was riding the bus or walking at times to see the lady i moved there for. Brant helped me out when he wasn't working, he took me to job interviews, we played video games, he introduced me to his friends and gave me a ride when i asked him. I normally gave him some gas money, but he wouldn't always accept it.
He treated me like we've been friends since grade school and then the day i was returning home came. We got in his truck and on the way to the airport he told me he was going to play me some real music. He put this song on and we didn't say a word the whole way and just vibed to this. We then arrived and i got out and walked around the truck and i shook his hand and thanked him for being there for me. I walked away and looked back with a nod and wave and that was the end of the journey and the last time i saw him or spoke to him again. This song will always remind me of that moment and I'll never forget it.
Thanks for reading my story if you cared to, it just made long forgotten memories begin to flow for me.
This is actually a similar story I have, not exactly my own and there is a kind of unneeded moment to say much more- and even we both knew at times of saying a bit more before, that it's momentary or unique, or people stick to being them and you just enjoy what you can together without too many advices... even when I was staying with him it's that kind of don't ask or accepting you can never know somebody or change them unless they ask, you kinda just live in the now... play games, play pool, drink a few beers, have pizza, whatever works or happens to be timely, watch UFC and then even have that on the regular... even let them occasionally complain and then jump back into gaming (or the other way around).
A kind of closeness like when mammals huddle, just while play games- it's strange to say but easy being together and knowing the standard setup / accepted modes... it's just enough for someone to be there- maybe both loners too. And then one day goodbye. While the spirit of things remain too and in my case even try to be reproduced in FreeSchool or just being nice... another way with others was shown to be possible and though I still think about contact... it's kinda like not the same... or I did mention things and like it was different...
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