Friendship.

Weather: 77 degrees, 60% precipitation, 93% humidity.

Listening to: Neil Young


Over the past couple of years, I've had ridiculous amounts of time to think about my relationships with other people; specifically friends.

Which naturally leads me to think about friendship in general. What is a friendship? What does having a friend mean?

To me, a friend is not a friend.

When I consider someone a friend, I consider them family. Family is always there for one another, family is supportive. Family loves you no matter what, and most of the time...no matter how far away you are, family keeps in touch (somewhat functioning families...LOL).

After moving to Florida and being away from my friends, I've gained the ability to view my friendships with the perspective of an outsider.

Granted, I have not been the epitome of a perfect friend. Nor, do I expect such things from others. However, I feel as though the connections and bonds (which have been deep, VERY deep) I've made with other human beings should be treasured. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly and easily others forget. But then again, this is just my perception, and I can never really trust my perception of people, situations or things because everyone experiences them differently. Thom Yorke says it perfectly, "Just because you feel it...doesn't mean it's there."

Maybe it's me? Maybe it's you?

Maybe it has to do with the location of residence...maybe age...maybe a busy schedule... I could continue with a fantastically long list of excuses to why people I love choose to keep me at a distance.

But after all is said and done, it has no bearing on anything really.

And the people who really matter are the ones who constantly choose to make themselves present in my life. For example:

1. A phone call.
2. A text.
3. A card.
4. An e-mail.

(And God knows, I've tried all of these things).

Basically, any sort of notion that you even think about me. Because knowing that I cross your mind occasionally is enough. I'm doing something awesome with my life, my days are so filled with things that I barely have time to myself. As much as I want to keep trying to hang onto friendships that are mostly one sided, I just can't do it anymore. I don't have the energy or patience for it.

Regardless, I will always love you guys, and you know how to reach me if you choose to. But if not, here is to the good times. The times where things were real. Cheers. xo