More times than not, I don't believe in God. But I do believe in friends. Sometimes, you just feel like absolute crap, like there's absolutely nothing in the world that will drag you out of bed in the mornings. There's this sinking feeling that slowly moves through your body and finally settles in your stomach. You need to talk to someone so desperately that you can't think about anything else at the moment (do guys ever feel this?).
It's good to talk to someone who'll listen, laugh, and know all of the things that you can't bring yourself to say. It's someone who's been there for you more times than you can count and vice versa. It's a relief when you don't have to think about what you have to say and there's no need to sugar-coat anything. You can count the number of people who you've cried in front of on one hand, and they've comforted you when you were the most vulnerable. I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
1 comment:
mimi, awesome post!
i like the religion of friend worshipping, too! hence our awwl sunday lunches ;) which we must continue someday...
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