Joey

(deep sigh)
For those of you that know me well, you know that it goes without saying, there has been a certain man in my life for the past seven plus years..
We met in history class our Junior year of college. His first year at Fordham. A trans-fuh.  European history? Who can remember. Anyways, I thought he was super cute. And while he'll be the first to deny this, he had the prettiest frosted tips a boy could have. Anyways, then he opened his mouth.  And while I knew at that moment we would never end up in bed together, we just may end up being best friends.
And we did.
The years here in New York would never have been the same without Joey. He's made me laugh when I thought laughter didn't exist anymore. He's lifted me up. He's dusted me off. We've shared momentous theatre experiences, wonderful dinners, laughter, tears, and as always, many a fishbowl of wine. Thank you Pomodoro.
But most of all, we've shared the most amazing friendship. A friendship that has already withstood the test of time, but also my life away in Vegas, on tour, and beyond..
This boy is my life. He is my New York pulse. He is the best thing that's happened to me over here. I'd take Joey over sliced bread any old day... and I love bread!

And so, one week from today, Joey will depart this New York roller coaster for the next adventure. He's heading back to his roots. Back to California to find out what else he can shake up in life.
While I can only imagine how dreadfully boring it will be here without him, I know this is just a temporary displacement.  And he's gonna do great things. Wherever he is.

Besides, real friends never leave. They're always there beside you. And I know Joey and I will pick up right back where we started from...where bowers of flowers bloom in the sun. Each morning, at dawning, birdies sing and everything.. a sun-kissed mist so don't be late. That's why I can hardly wait. Open up your Golden Gate, California here he comes..
love you.