I would not be nearly as sane as I am right now without my two best friends. I cannot say enough how important it is to have people in your life who not only don’t judge you, but, encourage you to be the best you can be… or, give you plenty of ideas to completely ruin your life, all for the sake of writing.
Neither of them know each other. I’m not exactly sure they’d get along, really. In a way, I’m guilty of having an affair between the two of them because sometimes one has much more attention than the other and all that blah blah blah girly shit.
They’re my favorite people right now. That is all.
But, one of those besties came to my house today and we spoke about my recent calamities in relationships and how not really bothered I was by the atrocious things that happened. Building upon a conversation or conversations we’ve had in the past, she suggested that perhaps with my innate healing abilities (don’t fucking laugh) that perhaps my “special purpose” is to help others with their “special purposes.”
Yes, because I need to unleash the beast. I need to be the beacon. I need to savor the… bacon?
Maybe, maybe I do.
The other bestie is enabling this. After hearing my stories, clearly, I must step up my game before the summer… all for her.
So, tomorrow is Friday. Let the beacon shine the fuck on.