I recently reconnected with the best friend I ever had. Our best friend relationship started in 7th grade - which was a really long time ago.
She came to visit me and brought with her a bag filled with many letters I wrote to her over many years.
In a very old letter to her that from when I was a teenager, I wrote:
She came to visit me and brought with her a bag filled with many letters I wrote to her over many years.
In a very old letter to her that from when I was a teenager, I wrote:
"you are the only person I know that would understand how good
the simplicity of a rainy day on a pier with the seagulls could be."
I think I was 17 when I wrote that.
Now, decades later, I am in awe of re-discovering my young self again through these letters.
Of finding that I was the me that I am even back then.
And of the breathlessness of having a friend who knew - and knows - my soul.
Now, decades later, I am in awe of re-discovering my young self again through these letters.
Of finding that I was the me that I am even back then.
And of the breathlessness of having a friend who knew - and knows - my soul.
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