okay, so i'm super lucky to have the world's best bff. he lives at the bottom of my steps, works three buildings over (and comes over for malts when i'm craving an afternoon stomach ache), knows absolutely everything about me, doesn't judge me, and knows in his bones that i feel the same way. and even though we think each other are the most amazing and beautiful creatures on earth, it ends there. we look at each other and we're like, "ew, no way".
but we do have an agreement. you know, the one where we'll get together if we reach that magic age and no one else has come or stayed along. when we're 65.
i hope that made you laugh out loud, by the way. it always does in person...
anyway, the point of this is that my bff is off being a good person this week. he's doing his part to make sure america moves in a better direction. he's doing what i did, and having a blast like i did. and like he was when i was away, i'm a wreck without him. i'm not remembering to set alarms, not sleeping, stressing more about things i shouldn't. i'm just a little bit wrecked. and maybe it's because work just got nutso, my personal life got more complicated, obama kicked up a notch, and i'm juggling a thousand balls... but maybe because on top of all that, my sounding board - he who keeps me sane and gives me a judgment free hour to vent and be me every day (sometimes a lot more) - isn't here to soundboard. and maybe without that, i'm just a little more wrecked than usual...
it might be a little bit crazy, but i sorta kinda hope that everyone out there has a bff just like mine...
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