Friends

I have mixed feelings about old friends.  On one hand, they're great companions and stick by me no matter what, and I've had some great times with them.  On the other hand, after being around them for so long I start to notice their flaws more than their virtues, and they bother me more and more.  It's like being married to like 5 different people, every day is more abrasive.  It makes me want to venture out and make new friends.  So I do.  But then I have a longing for the old, their holes draw me back, begging to be filled.  I don't even know what to do about it anymore, perhaps a road trip.

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