It’s always painful watching something that you are a part of — even if on the periphery — break apart and fragment. Looking at friends and acquaintances start quarreling and fighting.

Witnessing an unraveling.

Having been in it. Then moving away, but still in touch.

Still holding an important part in how we got where we are.

I hope things work out.

I’m hoping things coalesce back.

Until them I’m just sad looking and hearing of the travails.