Farewell to a Friend

Well, the Coleminator, none other than my two time roommate Adam Cole, has moved on to greener pastures (literally) out in Ithaca, New York, where he will attend grad school for his eventual PHD at Cornell University. I must say that the experiment that was Adam and I living together did in fact work out somehow. For any of you who know both Adam and I, we seem to be about as different as can be in so many ways. I honestly believe that without these differences we probably would not have been able to make it this far.

For Adam’s farewell a few friends met up with him at his house in Sterling Heights, from which we departed for dinner and ice cream. We watched some home videos Adam had made from college, and shared some old times. I will not dare go into detail as I do not plan to say something I shouldn’t, but let me just say that Adam Cole made me proud that night. For the first time in 2 years, I think he actually may have believed that something I said had an inkling of wisdom in it. For all my fuck ups and ridiculous moments in college, I’m satisfied with the diversity of things I experienced, and what I learned from these events, and maybe, just maybe, Adam realized that living life with reckless abandonment can mean knowing what feels most normal and natural in the end. So Adam, congrats on moving on, and if you’re lucky, I just may tell you some of the funny things I’ve done that I never told you before. Why didn’t I tell Adam? If you knew him, you might understand, he can be rather parental at times, but that’s fine with me. Cya Adam.