Let me tell you a little something about friendship.
Looking forward to hearing that special voice and knowing it lifts your heart... That's friendship.
Trudging through a mire of hard work, tedium, and adversity, knowing that at the end, this person is there, waiting for you.
Being able to be completely comfortable telling your feelings to someone who will listen non-judgmentally, and being able to share the same in return.
Feeling incomplete when that person isn't there... missing that person's presence.
Okay, maybe I've defined love. But, friendship has elements of love in it.
I realize now I can't find that here. In the streets of New York, it was notably absent, or well-disguised. Here in Texas, it's non-existent.
Let me tell you a little something about solitude.
Being alone in a room, with nothing but yourself and your thoughts.
Being in a room full of people, none of whom share anything with you, spiritually or emotionally.
Fighting to give everything you can to someone who won't take it... or takes it and doesn't reciprocate.
That, my friends, is CherryTAP.
I was invited here by a long-time friend who... well, we no longer speak. The friends I've made here - schedules make conversation difficult, at best. The people I've gotten close to have chosen to keep their distance.
Makes little sense... or, makes too much sense.
Either way, I don't belong here.
Thanks for the memories, all.