Friday, April 1, 2011

the comfort of old friends

When I picked him up at the airport, he skipped to me, then lifted me off the ground. Later, we drank wine over rolls of sushi and laughed so much my face hurt.

1 comment:

  1. Isn't it so fabulous to start right where you left off with an old friend? I love that about true friends. There's no awkwardness, no weirdness about not having seen each other for a few years, just happiness at being together again. I love that.