February 23, 2015
Met with old friends over a festive dinner spread today. Walked along a too familiar road and listened to The Edralins sing about love. Isn't it nice to be with people who you've known for years, sit and be quiet and just...relax. Long walks and comfortable silences, the assurance of lasting friendship in spite of years apart, the odd comfort of saying goodbye without the usual sting of sadness, do these things come with age? These...learnings of the right balance of letting go and holding on. I quite like how you just know over time what really matters.