I've just had some friends over. We were reading something he wrote and we laughed about how super ridiculous and melodramatic everything sounded. It dawned on us that this was not the guy we knew and loved. He had changed. I attributed it to his being stuck in his head too much, confined to his own box. Maybe that's why he seems so distant and things don't feel the same. But maybe we're being unjust. I think I've gotten caught up, too, in his inner world, through this limited medium. It took our laughter over the elementary qualities of some of his lines to make me realize that.
Wonder what he'll be like when he gets back.
