Sunday, May 15, 2011

Oooh Pokey

Dear Pokey,

Man some days I miss you pretty good. I have done some thinking and I have figured out roughly what it was that made you such a comfort to me when you were around. You gave out this kind of feeling through your demeanor and behavior. Everytime I started talking to you, I felt relaxed and at ease. I think the main reason I started calling you pokey is because of this feeling. The best way I can find to sum it up is that feeling you get after good meal and a beer after a long day. Smoking a cigarette and just kind of staring off being happy for those little things everyone is always talking about. That is what it was as far as I could tell.

I didn’t get to talk to you as much as I liked back when you were here, but maybe that is part of the nostalgia of the whole thing. It was mostly coffee shop banter and a general good feeling when you were around. I don’t know how most people reacted to your abrupt expatriation, but I for one greeted it with a smile and a small chuckle. Seemed fitting to me at the time, and it still does.

I don’t know what drew you to Korea, but I am sure whatever it is you still see it all around you otherwise you would have called it quits by now. Anytime someone gets out of Kzoo before they become all bitter and withdrawn I am a happy man. Yeah, this often means I lose someone I liked, but part of being close to someone is knowing that they are happy, and in general I get the feeling you are.

I hear whispers every now and again that you are coming back for visits but being the sort of guy that tends to get local information about a week late I am sure this is of little use to me. If for whatever reason you do happen to be back in the states for a spell I would appreciate an email letting me know, so that I might stir up enough brass to get out and see you.

Facebook has been more or less a non-factor for you and I, but really I don’t think it was meant to be a form of communication between us. We are more the “grab a smoke in the street” kind of friends, not late night chatting types. In any case, I hope all is well, and I assume there will someday be a reunion of sorts, perhaps a brief one, and we can cover what has happened since your departure.

Today was a great day, but tomorrow our FBfriendship will end,

Curt

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