Friends Aren’t Optional

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A few weeks ago one of my best friends came to visit me from out of town. We caroused for three days, stayed up late, enjoyed each other’s company and a weekend diversion from our normal lives.

On Sunday morning I dropped him off at the airport and went back to my apartment and got in bed, tears in my eyes. I missed him already. And not just him. I missed having a friend like that where I live.