My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.
How could a wonderful evening that ended in those words, spoken by Mandy Patinkin himself have ended so badly? I'll tell you how. I realized tonight that I've lost my best friend. Things have been weird between us for a few weeks now. We don't talk on the phone much and we hardly see each other but it was tonight when she said "When we were all hanging out last Friday..." and I wasn't part of the "all" that I knew she'd moved on. It hurts so bad. What do you do when you need to cry but the shoulder you used to cry on is the reason you're crying? I can't very well call her while crying and expect her to comfort me. Why can't things be the way they used to be? Why do they have to change?
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