My friend Matt is moving back to Kansas. If you knew Matt then knowing the way I met him is really not odd at all. He is probably the most uplifting, cheerful, friendly people I have ever met. He is all of those things without being cheesy, or fake, or ditzy. I think that's sometimes hard to do. We don't live near one another, and we haven't hung out as much as some of my other friends, but he probably knows me better than most.
He listens, and is understanding, and is realistic about expectations. He's driven and an entrepreneur, and is one hell of a catch. We met on a thing called the Presidigo. A bus / shuttle that hauls the people that live in the Presidio (essentially a park) to the Financial District. I had my headphones in as I hopped off the bus downtown, but he didn't care. He tapped me on the shoulder and said hello. He said I seemed like a nice person. Now, that's not something you get every morning. Especially when you spend that morning on the small bus like van thing crammed with 20 other people.
Thank you Matt for making me feel better than I ever could. For putting forth the effort to hang out and get together even when we were both busy. You are the best. Miss you buddy!