The Aches of Neglect

I have this problem. It's not something that crops up every day but it is something that comes up fairly regularly.

I can't maintain my friendships.

Yeah, it doesn't seem like a big deal, but it is. It means that I've completely lost touch with all but one of my combat buddies. The only people from my graduating class that I've kept in touch with are ... none. The best friends I've ever had have slowly (or not so slowly) drifted out of my thoughts and my communications. It's not something that happens instantly. In personal contact range I am actually a bit of a nuisance since I'm always showing up; however, I just don't seem to have that kind of staying power when there is any sort of distance in the friendship.
The net effect is an aching wound every time I think about or remember those people who have meant so much in my life and now have almost no place in it.

This was brought home again by the recent gradual loss of a close friendship. I blame me, since experience has shown that such things are my fault. Still, I'd like to have my friend back.

Just Wonderful

Well, to top off all the other beautiful things that have happened in the last few weeks in the lives of myself and those I care about, my computer has gone ker-put.

Gah!

I can't talk to my friends online (if my compuer even remembers who they are). And now I have to re-discover all 90 of my webcomics. Not to mention all of those neat little sites that I'd bookmarked. At least I'm still alive. And I'm not on fire. Not being on fire is a good thing.