Tuesday, August 7, 2012

On Best Friends

It's a depressing realization to figure out that you are no one's best friend.

Sometimes I wonder if I was for anyone at any time.

Besides my cats.

I want to matter to someone. But it's hard when with so many we have parted physically, behaviorally, emotionally, mentally...

I have stupid fantasies of someone responding to this post saying, "Me! Me! How could you forget me?!" But that's just not realistic. No pressure if you do consider responding, though.