Although some instances of my day were absolute shit - nerve-wracking, frustrating, or plainly resulting in me wanting to rip my hairs out - these two phone calls allowed me to get some necessities off my chest and into the air and onto the way to recovery.
I love my friends and I would never trade them for anything.
The old saying goes: "never say never", and I am a firm believer in this...
however, I'm sure you'd also claim there is an exception, and defy it if you had the friends that I reassuringly find I do. They lack nothing, ergo I lack nothing, because my friends are my everything. I love you all.
One of the best nights of my life, and all due to my fwends
