Scattered thoughts today. This weekend, in between the mugging for the quizzes starting tomorrow (how well or poorly that's going is another story), I managed to do a little bit more of raya visiting, and also squeeze in a quick meet-up with Jean.
I think it's a wonderful thing to have old friendships. You can always make new friends, if you're at least a little bit likeable. But old friends. You sit and look at each other and wonder at how far and how long it's been, and it's a comfortable feeling. And you think about how we're different and how we're the same. And how you're proud to have known someone for so long, and knowing deep down the good person they strive to be.
It's like old married couples -- I envy them. The happy ones, at least! Or perhaps even the problematic ones. Because it's the companionship; it's the journeying together and the maturing, like good wine (which is haram! but just for the sake of analogy here).
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