3 Hours Worth of Laughter

 

I was on a call with a friend for hours today before we realized we had been friends for over a decade! It felt eerie because we never noticed it as we grew up. After all, things had always been the same. Most stupefying was our unawareness of this, and how we kept choosing to be friends over and over, even after many arguments and madness.

We thought, how could we ever break this apart?

We talked about how comforting it is for us both, knowing there’s something out there that will never let us forget that innocently pure nostalgia, free from worries and responsibilities. I might lose everything, but I will always have the privilege of carrying these moments of hope and wonder. Ten years ago, we never thought we’d be here, embracing our freedom, each creating a new home far away from our original roots.

 

They say you can't go back in time. But now I know you can bring it back; you can make it walk to you until it’s standing right in front of your face. It may be blurry and hard to recognize, but the face will be the least important part. You will recognize the memory by its scent. Your stomach will twist and turn, and you will feel warm and cozy.

 

It’s crazy how the universe brings people together. Everyone I have ever loved has become a part of me. Every time I’m sad, I’m reminded of how many people I can call (even if they give really bad advice). We are all moving in different directions, but all I can really say is, I’m so proud of everyone I’ve ever known: you will never not live through me.

- Fior di Luna