Friends

I sat there, in the little bar, surrounded by all of my old friends. It was so odd to see them all and in the same place. It hasn’t changed much, with one exception. Some of them married each other. But it was all so familiar, their laughing, and joking. I’ve missed all of them, and didn’t even know it. I had forgotten how much fun it could be to have normal friends. Friends who just want to hang out with you just because they like you. They were genuinely nice, and really wanted to know what I have been doing these past few years. It was comforting to know that none of them were judging me by my looks, but by who I am, and the kind of friend I have been to them. I had forgotten how relaxing it is to just sit and hang out with good friends. I have over the years weeded out so many of them for various reasons, that I have found myself some what of a recluse. How is it that I have cut myself off so completely from the world with out knowing it? I’ve noticed so many things lately, that I need to change. (So I’m sitting on my moms couch, wondering how you are.) My friends used to be my life, and then I gave everything up for the hope of something I had always wanted. It was a gamble, and I lost. But the nice thing about real friends is that when you need them, they are still there. And last night, they all made sure to remind me that they are still there. I had no idea that even though ten or twelve years had passed that they would still accept me as though I had never left. My hope is restored today. Things might just be ok after all.