#7 Old and very beloved friends that we haven't seen in many years are coming for the weekend. Friendship which connects like a circle, not a line (drawn from self to self). A circle that goes round and round from self to self to self, reinventing, replenishing, inspiring, accepting. Existing as a world unto itself, independent of time and space, distance, circumstance, age, flaws, misunderstandings. A circle where the sense of where I end and you begin dissolves.
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