I’ve an old friend visiting for a week. We’ve been friends since we were kids… and as close as we are, sometimes I wonder if we are best friends.
You know certain things about someone simply because of knowing them for so long. And the things I do know about him, some of them I do not always like. And yet, we’ve been friends. And we always pick up from where we left off. And in this case, it is fun mostly.
But i wonder, have we become so used to giving time to those friends who are ‘visiting’ than people who are here, that we somehow miss out on something?
Okay my brain needs sleep…
Leavin you with today’s song: The Drive (something I found on youtube randomly). Happy Weekend.