Tyler's Gone

I enter after a marathon (nearly 12 hour) gaming session to find a place that feels empty. When I turn on the light I am greeted by singular brass key weathered by dozens of hands and thousands of entries. Then I remember, Tyler's gone. A little at a loss I go into the kitchen and check the cubboards. Sure enough his dishes are gone and the fridge is half empty. I plod down the hall. His room has been half empty for a week but last I saw it was still half covered in his things awaiting departure. There were still art prints on the wall. All gone. The room is bare. As bare as it was when I first saw it in December 2004 and pondered if I could talk Twism into rooming with me. Now it's empty again. Tomorrow I will clean and then the day after that I too will depart for a new place in a final flurry of activity.

I'll my him. This is the longest I've stayed in one place other then home and he's probably spent more time with me then any other person who isn't a blood relative. He's also probably the last roommate I'll have until (God willing) I find someone who'll spend the rest of my life. Odd thought isn't it?

So some of you might be curious about the fact that I mentioned a nearly 12 hour gaming session. I'll write on it tomorrow in between cleaning. I'm sure I'll want the break. Take care all.