‘You need to move on’ told me my best friend, Graham, when he watched me yesterday being all miserable and soppy. My first reaction was ‘f* off, I don’t want to move on’ (I’m a rather impulsive person at times). And then I thought about it all day. The problem is, Graham knows me much better than I would like him to. The problem is, he’s sometimes right. The problem is, as much as I hate to admit it, sometimes I need to listen to him.
Ardbeg has taught me the past and the future are human concepts and there’s no point spending too much time in either. Ardbeg has shown me I can actually do good things. He was perfect. And he loved me. Being loved by someone perfect means I’m not so bad. I can even save a life.
So, I’m moving on. Whoever you are, I will find you. After all: there’s an Alex for every Ardbeg, even if he’s not called Ardbeg.