Update from last night’s post: the guy who left me alone at midnight in Midtown texted me to apologize. I appreciate that. It takes a lot to admit that you’re wrong and to accept responsibility. You’re a good guy.

I doubt I’ll ever hear from the other guy again. It was my call, though. It’s not always a good idea to be friends. Sometimes the situation is toxic without either party intending it to be. Sometimes things are too much of an energy and time commitment without a lot of payoff, and you have to cut your losses and move on. Sometimes people should work on their own issues separately because people say and do hurtful things, even if they don’t mean to.

I know this sounds cold, but I’m not someone who likes to keep checking in on guys. Sometimes people are meant to make a brief guest appearance in your life. It beats dragging things out and arguing later.

I think I’ve reached my quota for the word “sometimes”. I’m going to relax, because today was a hell of a day at work and I’m drained. See you guys in the morning.