My good friend/roommate in college was going away to London so we had a going away party at the Wilshire in Santa Monica on Saturday night. It seems like every year or so I will see off a good friend to somewhere far far away and yet I remain where I am. A few years back, we used to stay up very late and talk about music or catch a late night meal at local diners and I would drink coffee after coffee while we talked about stupid stuff. I can't wait to go visit him sometime in the summer in London, which is something we all talked about at the party. It has been too long since I went anywhere different and the thought of visiting is exciting.