It might be a combination of everything going on. Plus, I had a long day and I’m tired. So maybe I should just go to bed. Or maybe it’s purely for the reason I think it is.
My brother’s moving to Cleveland this weekend. It’s been rumored around his office for a few months, but today he received final word. Cleveland is 2.5 hours away. The farthest I’ve been from him is a half hour, which was when he was in college at UM.
It’s not like we’re really that close right now, but it’s going to be different. I’m used to driving 20 minutes to his apartment and getting dinner with him once a week.
I’ve relied on him since the day I was born. He’s always whipping me into shape and pushing me in the right direction. It’s going to be rough not having him so close.