What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.

Well, that’s not me. That’s what Aristotle said. If I go by this definition, I would barely have 2-3 people who would fit this description.

Perhaps one does not need more than that by the way. You have your family, you have your husband/boyfriend and then you make 2-3 solid friends along the way. Perhaps that should be enough?

What do you think?

Only a few people will really be there for us at the end of the day…the rest, well they are people who we may like and care, but would they really know us inside out?

I doubt.

Over and out, a melancholy Ladyhawk