You Pick The Emotion

One of my best friends in the entire world, Amy (the one with whom I went to Chicago), has decided to leave New York for good. There are a variety of reasons for this, but mainly it has to do with her wanting a fresh start in a new scene, having lived in NYC for the last nine years and just generally being sick of it all. The problem that I'm having is this: I don't know how to feel. I mean, yes, I'm bummed that we won't be able to hang out any more, but beyond that, where the territory gets "real," I'm totally lost. I've never been good with this kind of thing, truthfully; being male and Texan, I was taught that emotions are the things that you squish down into the hollowest part of your body, then drown with liquor.

So I turn to you, ZFS-keteers. Help C-dog get his feelin' on. As near as I can tell, these are the options:

A) Despair

B) Anger

C) Indifference (NOTE: Not likely, but still an option)

D) Acceptance

and...

E) An overwhelming desire to drink

That last one, though relevant, probably doesn't count as that tends to be my median setting anyway. At any rate, there you have it. The list of emotions, one of which I think I'm supposed to be experiencing. C'mon, help a blogger out; tell me what to feel.

If this works out, you're going to start making all my decisions. Just so's ya know...