One of my dearest friends left this morning for India, where he is relocating to work for some big time company (I don't knwo which), but he'll be there and I don't know when I will be able to see him.
I saw him last night, at dinner (we are dinner buddies, always trying new restaurants and things...) and realized how much I was going to miss him... I love him so much. Ibanga is one of the most holistically intellgient people I know, all while being a real human being with crazy moody days, questions, problems, highs and lows. But the boy can do anything, well a lot of things... SUch as make me one of the best dinners a friend has made me, from scratch, because he's worked as a cook. Or consult me in starting a business. Or even try salsa dancing with me for goodness sakes! When that didnt work we had our own little dance party where we acted like fools.
There was also the time we went sailing (me, tarlene, nate, ibanga and nate's little brother) and the sailboat capsized in lake harriet cuasing us to fall in, the mast hitting me on the head pushing me further down, until Ibanga reached out from under the boat and pulled me out.
And the time we got dressed up to go to the capitol in the middle of the night.
And the time we made of fake occupations to tell people when we went to the pretentious "Independent".
Or how about how we created the pretentious group the summer we had no jobs, but a bit of money, and a whole lot of time to do nothing but philosophize, sail, learn tennis badly, and go out every night ot eat and drink.
I love him, and will miss him sooo much, and I hate that yet another one of my close friends, or another kindred spirit, will be moving halfway accross the world, too far from me.
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