This weekend I was lamenting that all my friends are scattered across these United States, and sometimes I go YEARS without seeing the people that I used to see every day.
Like Celia and Cathi, who kept me sane (and out of the ditch) in college. Or Alex, who helped me plan many a caper at Tech. Or Lani, who brought me out of my shell and taught me to bar-dance. Or L who kept me sane (and out of jail) at the Waco School for Girls. Or Mari who, well, actually DID grow up with me and now lives soooooo far away!
Don't get me wrong, I adore the friends I've made since moving back to Brooklyn in 2006, but nothing compares to the people who've known you forever and a day, the people you pretty much grew up with, and have seen you make your ugly crying face. There aren't a lot of people in my life like that.
I can only imagine what one huge party with all my friends would look like. They don't all party in the same fashion with the same kind of people, but I can't help but think that with me as their common denominator, that party would shit on any other party you've ever been to in your life!
*smooches...just for the homies*
I need to hurry up & get some of that Stephen King money so I can see my people whenever I want!