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Friends for life....

Everybody has friends. Some you have grown up with and some you have met later in life. I am sure all of you have at least one. You do, right? Don't count those Cyber ones. You ask why not? Because i don't have one and i want to spew venom on some of you that do. Simple. Back to the 'real' friends - one you can share ideas, interests, debates, gossips, things that you never share with anyone before. Or, sometimes, just plain vent.

Friends that know you from childhood are even more special because they are the ones who know you the best - good, bad and the ugly. They understand every single thought that comes to your mind even if you don't spell it out. And, never pass judgements. No pretentious attitude in their company. They can cut you down to size if you act smart with them. You know how the conversation goes when you start bragging,"I bought a new car, the best one in the market, ya da, ya da.....", and they go," This is the nth time you're talking about this. Can we talk something else?". A loud POP. What was that? That was your mighty ego, matey. It's OK. Your ego can do with some popping from time to time.

You know how busy lives get and you have a hard time to re-connect with an old friend. You are constantly changing and re-arranging times to meet, but......finally, when you do, isn't it amazing that you can pick up threads just as you left before? No filling the blanks needed. Unspoken messages passed on. Now, you can restart the same silly, sorry, important conversation where you left off before.

Ah, friends. They know you better than your own self. You have the privilege to be yourself in their company. No strings attached. Au Naturel.

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