The thing is, Dave was always a good friend. I never wanted him to have to go away, that really wasn't something that was *my decision*, and it escalated the hell out of that argument when I defended Dave.
So, yeah, Dave called me and we had a *really* good talk.
It was a really good talk.
I, apparently, have a tootsie roll pop charm ::nods::
you had to be there.
Anyway, Dave has not only become more *him* since I last spoke to him (you can just tell) he's also exceedingly outwardly focused too. It was this very amazing conversation. I couldn't put it into words on the phone, and it looks like I won't be able to now, either.
Suffice it so say that Dave somehow through all his "AHA!" ing made being human and confused and very not perfect something that should be *celebrated*
but I didn't get to sleep until about 6:30 ::nods::