2005-11-05 12:12 p.m.
Today I got a message from someone on Friendster. It was a simple message:
What's up? Can we be friends?
Remember when we were children and everything was that easy? Mom would have a friend, and that friend would have another kid about your age. You'd ask, "Can we be friends?" If you said yes, then that was it. The deal was sealed. You were friends. Period.
The two new friends would play together until the sun hung low like grandmother's breasts. Everyone got invited to birthday parties for years and years; everyone got a little present on birthdays and holidays.
And there is something timeless and lasting about these first friends. Some of them are still my friends today.
Things were so easy then. Choosing friends wasn't contingent on so much. It was more of a simple decision based on an un–mired intuition. Choosing a friend was as easy giving a smile to a stranger.
The little message I got today brought me back to those times. It brought such joy to me to know that some people never stopped subscribing to that simpler, more innocent, more honest way to make friends.
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