And The Buddy, once again, leaves...

I received an overseas call after lunch. It was The Buddy. He's saying goodbye. For five months, he will be out of touch since he's going in the bootcamp today.

No phone calls, text messages, emails. Nada.

I've been sweet-talking him to go home in September so we could fly to Bora and have a grand break before he goes to Europe for three friggin' years.

We couldn't stay long on the phone - so he just wished me well and asked me to take care of myself.

It's like saying goodbye all over again.

And being crushed into pieces.

All over again.