Everyday when I come home – I look forward to switch my Facebook up and read emails after emails from Bex, May and Yee Hui. I look forward to the occasional offline messages from Pak Seng. Most of all – I look forward to those unexpected messages and texts from friends that I have not spoken to for months after months.
My friends – share my utmost joy and weep at my deepest point. They listen, they bitch together and then we laugh at what happened. We may all be busy with our own lives – we may all not spend more than 10 minutes a week in updating each other – but we all DO know that we hold each other close to heart.
Our 4 sentences email is long enough to sustain our happiness.
The reason why I held on so well is because they were there to listen – the champions of listener when I had to rant from work, to housemates, to bitchy people on the train to funny stories – they were just there.
I guess that’s what friends are for.
