bye, bixler

Eric Jon called me this morning.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Oh, you know. Studying, reading, drinking coffee- my finals are tomorrow." I love mentioning finals. It makes me feel like a very serious student.

"Call me when you pass my house on your way to class."

I did. He said he'd walk with me.

"I'm leaving for Arizona."

I wasn't too surprised.

"When?" I asked.

"In about a 1/2 an hour. Only a few people know."

Again, I wasn't surprised. That's Eric Jon's style. No long drawn out goodbyes. We talked for a while down Gorham and State and I bought three oranges and a bag of cherries at the fruit stand.

We hugged and said goodbye.

I hope things go really really well for him. I think they will.