there’s something so satisfying about a lengthy hangout. there are so many shifts and unspoken compromises between people, roles assumed and forfeited. it’s just awesome, i love my friends.
One of my oldest friends came back to visit family after she moved to The Big City ten years ago. We spent nine whole hours talking because we only get to see each other properly once every couple of years or so. We went to all the best places to eat and talk. Had super deep and personal convos in cafes regardless of who might be listening and ate loads of good food. It was incredible and I am now charged with love until next time
