Day 600: Good Eggs

Such pumpkins

Yesterday, someone I respect a lot asked me if I had lots of friends I could talk about deep stuff with, meaningful stuff, not just work and things that can be bought? My answer, now I've had even more time to think about it: FUCK, YEAH.



Yes. How lucky am I? I have so many wonderful people in my life and with all of those really, really important to me, whom I consider friends, I can talk about what matters. In fact, it's a condition. If we're going to be friends (not just acquaintances), then talking about shit that counts is in. A ban on that's a deal-breaker. 

People on the tube tell me about the stuff that's important to them, for goodness' sake! And I swear I hardly ever start it. So friends? Yes. That doesn't mean that I'm always intimate, or always intense, but god, I'm blessed. 

Such good eggs

So thank you, in no followy kind of order, and with some of the most important people missing, to you, Beec, Lilley, J, Emily, Daniel, Rob, Pud, Kim, Kate, Clubba, Clare, Macarena, Tola (when I see you), FiSwe, Cat, Mirjam, Caroline, Ruth - so much, Gaëlle, Greg, Face, Steve, J-P, Kati, Adeel, Laura, AnnaLevy, Bridget, SarahLonton, Heike, KingPrawn and god, so many more. Not all of you, all of the time, and each of us different in our relationships and our frequency, and each of you loved, respected, fucking unique and wonderful. You enrich my life.

Yes, there are things I can invite more of into the life I live - a community, for one, and more, of course, and people who are not always scattered all over the world, or if they are, that I scatter myself more often. But you lot, and the others not written now, for reasons, I'm grateful, and I love you.