Old Friends

There's nothing quite like spending some time with an old friend. I don't think I was as sociable with Andrew as I should have been, but I didn't want to spill all my negativity on him, or my deep ponderous wonderings, I simply felt peaceful being with him, listening to his jokes, remembering old times, watching how he's changed (not much). Riding along in his car, remembering. Hugging him goodbye and feeling the warmth on his neck...

I mean, that's just real nice. To feel comfortable simply because you're with a person.

There are some people that make you feel uptight the whole time you're with them. You feel like they're judging you, or that you have to measure up in some way or another; act a certain way. Even if they're a wonderful person, with new friends you still have to be self-conscious because you're still figuring out the little things about them and they're still figuring out the little things about you.

But with old friends, where you know everything about them and they know everything about you, where some things change, but some things never will, there's just that comfortableness and peace that you can't get anywhere else.

It's the same with Amy, if any of you know her. I got to talk to her the other day. We've known each other our quite literally whole lives, childhood "best friends". We can talk for hours when we get the chance. I don't have to worry about her thinking bad things about me when I show weakness or vulnerability. She doesn't care about that or judge me for it; she shows her own weaknesses too and I don't judge her for that either. Because we're comfortable around each other. We've known each other too long not to be...

You all should listen to the song "Old Friends" by Simon and Garfunkel. It's a good one. And writing this made it get stuck in my head.
That is all.
God bless.