I realised today it’s almost been a month again since my last post, and well, it’s time to let off some steam. (Side note: Going to try and break the pattern, and write more often). Word of warning: this is really a stream of consciousness type post.
It’s a loosely thrown-around term, but it means so much. Almost anyone you meet can become a friend, sometimes instantly, sometimes it takes a while. For someone who has travelled to and lived in many places, I am glad to say I have an abundance of friends. Some I hang out with on a regular basis, some I was close to when I was in the vicinity but drifted apart after moving away, some I have a chat with every once in a while, some I don’t talk to much but I know they’ll be there when I need them, and some who only exist in my memories for time and distance has withered us away.
It’s fascinating how despite having a variety of friends and knowing so many people, there are only a few that you really connect with. While every friendship is unique, every once in a while there comes that one friend in your life that you know is a bond you’d hate to lose (with time or distance or whatever). And you hold on to it with all you have – human beings are social animals after all. We thrive on company.
So this special friend – you call them a best friend – which again has become a loosely used term today, and one can have more than one best friend of course – well, it’s strange how one day you’re alone and then suddenly not anymore. This “real friend” is someone you enjoy spending time with – watching television/movies, cooking, eating, listening to music, travelling etc. together. Talking for hours or sitting in comfortable silence. This is the person you go to when you’re down to lift you up, the person around whom you don’t have to worry about your troubles, or if you are, you can share them, the person who makes it a little easier to get through your day, particularly if you’re having a hard time. It’s a bond of happiness and sadness, of laughter and tears, of practical jokes and teasings, of silly arguments and immediate make-ups, of deep conversations and meaningful silences. It’s one of those inexplicable human relationships – you don’t know how or why, but you just connect with someone on a level that you don’t with others, and somehow include them in your mental list of people you want to hold on to.
This was just one of those random thoughts I had while sitting with my cup of tea today, watching a friend, and a smile made its way to my face, for no evident reason. Friendships are strange, funny things – perhaps a little underrated – but really one of the finer things in life, eh?