I am a man with issues and because
of that being my friend is hard work. My friends have to tolerate the little
pockets of strangeness within me and deal with the hundreds and hundreds of
quirks and oddities that make me who I am. I’m complicated and the friends I have are few
but fiercely loyal to me. Because of that, when they hurt, and friends hurt
you, no matter how good your relationship is, and I forgive them for that just
as they forgive me my weirdness and irascibility. I’ve also noted, as I age, that I have so
fewer friends because I find more and more of myself with every passing day and
the more I find myself, the more people I lose. And that’s okay.
