Something amazed me today. I’ve been spending the past 2 months, reflecting on a lot of things. Trying to find some sort of happiness and contentment based off of my past mistakes. But I realized that the way I’ve been going about it was wrong. I’ve been looking for answers in my past when I should have been looking forward. And I forgot something essential. Friendships. And all it took was one day with some people who I honestly could not imagine myself hanging out with a few days ago. But how wrong I was— because I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so easily around anyone in a long time. I don’t think I’ve ever been so carefree with anyone like that with people I didn’t really know so well. And so I was reminded of just how important friendships are. And how important it is, to continue making bonds. Because maybe, the day we put aside our friendships, is the day we forget how to live. And I want to keep on living.