oh, this kid.

This is Chet at his office (also know as the mailroom of my office).

So, tomorrow, this kid leaves.

I’m not too happy about it, either.

I know, I know.

We all have to grow up, move on, find ourselves.

But 11 hours is a long way from home.

And I’m not used to being left behind.

(It’s a rare benefit of being the oldest.)

Plus it was nice to have a friend around.

You know, to watch Lost with.

And The Office.

And just to visit (because that's what friends do).

And, he’s kind of grown-up now.

Which is also fun to watch (maybe more than Lost).

So, yes, I’ll miss my brother.

But I’m also going to miss my friend.

Go find yourself, brother, but come back.

Because let’s face it.

There’s nothing in Arkansas anyway.