I was trying to remember something and I did what anyone else would do – I searched within whatsapp and one of the results that came up was a conversation from 2017 with someone who was my friend.
In true morbid fascination, I read a bit of the conversation and in all honesty, that was a really good friendship while it existed. I laughed and nodded along to things we talked about – I mean – we had really good conversations.
I have to confess dear readers, that part of me misses that friendship. I am not looking at it with rose coloured glasses of nostalgia but to say I do not miss it would also be a lie.
This is not to suggest any desire to be friends again, but only to mention how memories are truly amazing things – am I right?