After work yesterday, I got together with my friend, John, and headed over to Mount Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge. I had hoped to do it on Sunday with Adam, but we ran out of time (and it’s easier to reach the cemetery by car since it’s not downtown).<\/p>\n
Anyway, this was John’s first time and I think he really enjoyed it. It’s so plush and hilly and well maintained. The first thing we did was climb the tower in the middle of the cemetery. From the top you have a 360-degree view of the entire metropolitan area (it’s shocking how quickly things go from urban to plush).\u00a0We sat up there for about an hour enjoying the view, the conversation and the phenomenal breeze. A few other sight-seers joined us at times, but mostly we had the place to ourselves and just enjoyed the perfect weather.<\/p>\n
We then descended and drove around looking at various memorials and ponds and paths. So lovely – despite being home to thousands of corpses.<\/p>\n
And speaking of death, it appears that my relationship with Mike is officially dead, too. When I got home, he and I ended up chatting most of the night – discussing issues we both have been facing (or avoiding?) lately. In the end, despite having lots in common, I think it’s best we be friends only. I don’t think either of us is angry at the other. I suspect we both feel disappointed or hurt in some way, but it’s been quite amicable.<\/p>\n
I don’t think I’ve blogged about it, but technically, we’ve been “on break” since shortly after returning from Europe. Basically, we were giving each other space to see if we could figure out what we’re looking for.<\/p>\n
Apparently we found out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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