(excuse my recycling, but...)
i love those friends that you can hang out with and not have to worry about what to say next, or what to do with the awkward silences. i love those friendships where you can be real, and not have to put on these fake personalities in order to feel comfortable, worried that the people you are with will reject you.
the kind of friends that you can run across a beach with, making a fool of yourself, and not have to worry about what they are thinking of you. and theres that underlying, unspoken, feeling of "who i am is important to someone".
i'm not sure how else to describe it.
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yeah! that's important--that everyone knows their life is precious to their good friends...people get down on themselves too much and think they could easily be done without when really, they are probably being missed by someone that exact moment.
i could imagine even just my dear co-authors here and how it would feel if any one of you walked through the door of my shop this afternoon, and the very splendidly different adventures that would accompany each of you... oh that would be nice! :) (even though i haven't even met you, adam..it would be really special to finally meet you and i bet we'd have a good talk! and jamison i miss your witty ways, we could certainly have a silly time, maybe go to a movie with swears in it even! (oooo!) and karl my dear magic friend..when are you going to visit me??)
i like this roper. let's go to cultus.
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