NiMM Lounge

Having listened to the podcasts (and I'm actually listening to Nathan and Michael right now), I feel like there's not much I can contribute to reach the level of awesomeness attained so far. It makes me miss you guys a lot. I'm just sitting here, my computer on the ping pong table, my phone on my right, my water bottle on the left. For some reason, whenever I drink from my water bottle, there's a weird aftersmell (though not aftertaste) of cockroach. It's kind of gross. I probably should wash it out.

Ugh. I really should wash it.

There are several ideas I had floating around in my head for blog posts, and so I'll just do one for right now (I have another that is written, but it's pretty much just a rant, and another one that isn't written, but is about how romantic relationships suck. I'll do those later). I don't know if this one is actually going to be good enough to earn my capitalization, and I know this is super late... but hopefully there is grace for me.

Okay, here it goes. (Taking another drink of cockroach water.)

Ellie and I were talking the other day about all our camping trips, and as the golden haze of nostalgia was starting to color everything, Ellie pointed that last summer was the last time. Not just “the last time,” but THE LAST TIME.

I hadn't really thought about it before, but nothing will be the same. I mean, we could see each other for our weddings, but that is actually kind of a depressing prospect. As Ellie told me, when one of us gets married, the band is forever broken. Either another person will have to be added into HANTHATWAN, or a person will have to be taken out. And who knows what this future spouse will be like. They could have six fingers, or be a dwarf, or even a giant. But the point is that they will not understand the bond that we have. They will not understand the fire of bromance that burns in our chests. They will not understand that special life-partnership that is not marriage, but is as close as you can get with actually breaking the law. Actually I take that back since they changed that law. But you guys know what I mean.

The point is that we're growing up. Looking at Nathan's graduation pictures stabbed that home just a bit more. We moving away, we're starting our lives, and at some point, we might actually be starting our lives with someone other than our respective bromatic partners. That's kind of scary. It's scary because I don't know what is going to happen, or how it's all going to work out. Or even how we'll keep in touch.

There's a song by Gungor that I really like. The chorus goes, “You have me, you have me, you have my heart completely.” The rest of the song basically says whether we wander to heaven's gates, or make our bed in hell, God is still there. He still has us as we grow up, and move to different states, even if we get married. In all these things, He has us, and He's not letting go. I think there is a lot of comfort in that, even as far as our bromance goes: Even though things will change, God will still be taking care of us, and we will always have that in common. We are brothers. And nothing will change that.

Time to wash my water bottle.