My best friend - Drunken Post

{Two bottles of wine later...heeheehee. Still stands tho. x.}

Once, when I was giving a thank you speech, I forgot to mention the single most important person in the scheme of things. Afterwards, I felt wretched about this particular lapse. But then I witnessed it again in person, at a friend's wedding, where the bride neglected to acknowledge the person who had been absolutely central in the planning and execution of the whole wedding she-bang. It occurred to me then, that there is one person who is so central, so constant in one's thoughts, that it is inconceivable that they should ever be absent, that they should ever be ignorant of the importance that they play in one's everyday life...

That they know, always and forever, the rhythm of your days, your nights. What keeps you awake at night, crying for lost loves and unachievable heights. You think you know what keeps them going... but in your heart, you know... you are blessed. These creatures who work in accounting, in finance, in the maze of the corporate world you take such liberties in bitching about - they have navigated, triumphed even. These friends who inhabit the worlds you've created... will they ever know the meadow you've imagined for them, green and bright and beautiful, with a little house and modest fountain, leading from the past into the future...