Friends come, friends go. The man behind you in traffic will be in your parkour in five years, while you’re groomsman has committed to the life of another. You have only one friend that never leaves you. They say what they please, always, and especially inconveniently. They come to bed with you and keep you up with their incessant titillating tales, so real and rousing that you feel the characters and conflicts. Sometimes they force you out of the present and demand you’re attention with more strength than the judges gavel. You can never leave them, only avoid or embrace them. Spend some time alone with your lifetime acquaintance and you’ll find that all they require is peace.
ns 15.158.61.43da2