Friendships

I was thinking recently how great it is to be with old friends, the type you don't have to justify yourself to, who know where you're coming from - this is especially useful when talk of parents comes up, and you friends already know your parents, and they get it. I also told my friend everything going on in my life, and instead of either a) blaming me b) pitying me, he just accepted it and was supportive.

My friend, who knows I want to be a writer, asked why I don't write a book of what's happening to me, but the truth is, I wouldn't know how to begin. I sit here blogging about profound thoughts and small moments, but to blog about the facts of my life, to write about them - how scary and intimate. How do I form a cohesive narrative when I am my own protagonist?

I also realized that I need to trust myself more. For example, recently, a subject was mentioned in passing, instinct told me not to pursue it, but I did anyway, and that was a mistake. I need to let my friendships with people be guided more by my instinct, because a) thank God that instict is usually right b) that instinct is who I am, and friendships can only be authentic if we approach them being our authentic selves.

So here's to authenticity, my friends.

PS - Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" is playing in the background. This makes me happy :)