A couple years ago, one of my Heaux was a tech founder.
A founder of what, I could never figure out. He and his co-founder were brilliant computer science dudes from Berkeley and they were burning through their VC cash, round by round, trying to find a strategy for whatever thingy they had built.
The #shenanigans aside (which were great, btw), there were moments when we'd veer close to Politics. He'd suddenly get...discreet with his language and a slow waving flag would pop up in my brain.
That's all it took. I saw him. I knew his politics. I knew he'd compartmentalized being on my Heauxtation. Dudes have no problem fucking people on the other side of their ideological gulf.
But I do.
And that's why he's no longer on the Heauxtation.
SIGH. He was 6'4 and....gifted.
Oh, well.
Heaux come, Heaux go.
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PS: I also cannot wait until all this #DadsLump business is over so I can rebuild my Heauxtation and get on with the Grief Shenanigans. Jesus, I'm stressed.
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@DeliaChristina it's a long road. Peace to you. Rest when and where you can.
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This year sucks.
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@DeliaChristina on every imaginable level, yes it does.
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