Bah-humbug! I hate the holidays. Even more so, I've been developing a resentment about going home to New York to "celebrate" them. I am obligated though, so I will be leaving on Saturday to spend the next ten days in Rochester, NY.
Don't get me wrong, I'm looking forward to seeing family and friends -- although I find it amazing that some of the people I considered to be my best friends never call, visit nor reply to my e-mails. Should I bother even acknowledging them when I see them out and about?
I've been working overtime developing my 2008 travel plans, and honestly, none of them include any trips to Rochester (other than the Rams' Run over July 4th weekend.)
I guess I'm also still pretty upset about Johnny's death... This will be my first trip back home since his services. I find myself thinking a lot about Johnny. Some of my happiest memories and biggest adventures were with him. Although our breakup in 2002 was one of the lowest points in my life, I always loved him and cherished our good times together.
Oh well... here come the holidays again. I can't wait for them to be over.