Woke up to this email the other day.
If there’s anything living fifteen hours away from home has taught me, it’s that people come and go, but:
“the people who want to stay in your life will always find a way”
In the past almost two years that I’ve been away, I’ve seen so-called friends fade into strangers. I’m glad that as I get older, life’s leaving me with the sincerest. And I know that no matter how far I may be, and how “obligatory” my greetings may sometimes seem, they’re there to stay.
Just so grateful for the friends I have–real ones. And to you dear sender, my heart will always belong to those
atrocious moments we’ve shared.