I agree with you that no one can tell you what a friendship truly is. It is unconditional and non-expressible liking. It is very tough to get a true friend. It is a connection between two souls.
I wish I had close friends. It's been very hard for me to connect on a deeper level and when I did... other factors intervened. I'm glad to read that others here have had better experiences.
I agree, I have good friends who are still quite different to me in lots of ways. Sometimes when you have been friends for a long time, it is worth keeping that friendship going even if your lives are now very different.
It's so true, what you say about fate. That micro-emotional-wave you mention sounds like what my husband and I have experienced the first time we connected as adults. I believe it's the same with friends...some people really click, while others just don't.
The blogger reckons that dreams and memories are connected with each other. Dreams are a mixture of our experiences and possibilities. Not all times, but certainly for some times, dreams appear true. That may be bitter in taste. But it will be reality.
We, like almost every country, take initiative for incoming thunderstorms in the month of July. But we can't control nature. As per the specialist's opinion, the government prepare themselves. But, a few times, it failed. The people suffered.
Prompt: Words
Hope your Thanksgiving was everything you needed it to be.
Please use these words in your entry today: bargain, disaster, bookstore, groceries, walk, chocolate, and peanuts.
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Books
those simple joys in life, they keep me warm
no simple storm ever can steal their charm
like today, I *walked with my spirit high
just to pass rows of stores where goods could lie
with treasures and *bargains, as if a game
but an ancient *bookstore did call my name
so I now picked books in spines of gold
edges worn with many-a-tale untold
as if tasting *chocolate, rich and deep
and scent of *peanuts roasting, just to sweep
me off my feet; yet, when I left the store
it was squalls, rain, and life tested me more
a *disaster, no less, my patience was worn
"no *groceries now, for my wallet's torn!"
I clutched my books since my heart would be fed
still I could laugh and then, press ahead
books with joys of fancy keep me warm
and no storm today can steal their charm
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