Tuesday, March 1, 2016
The people that know me best.
It is such a liberating feeling to chat with my oldest, closest friends of my childhood. I wouldn't say I consciously behave in some different way around the people more current in my life but it almost always feels like some form of discovery is happening with the people who haven't known me for so long. This is a normal facet of life since nobody, new or old, has really been there for the entirety of my life... the feeling of connection to my deep past just has a pleasant feeling that comes in no other way I can think of. I am truly lucky to have such people in my life. And a simple sentence, such as that last one feebly attempts, falls incredibly short of expressing my gratitude for said people. They are truly my character's foundation.
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