Those were the days

When you have your friends at your every day disposal, it doesn't seem that bad when you start living cities apart. You'll just make time. Then you find that making that time is all that much harder. For the both of you. Work, family, other friends, school, traffic, or just being lazy. You take it for granted. Then your friend decides to keep going on school, after you decide to move to another state. But this school isn't a state over, it's in the middle of America. Now you never get to see them at all. Now they are inundated with school work and you with your job. You begin to wish that all that time you could have hung out with your friend, you should have take advantage of. It's not something you think of at the time - who anticipates the absence of their friends? But sure does it hurt now when a phone call doesn't cut it and you really miss them.

On one particular trip to Taipei, I asked said friend to bring me back something small. I knew she would feel pressured to bring everyone back something, so I asked her if she could, just something tiny that didn't cost much.



She brought me back this strange top with the old Monchichi character on it. I really like this shirt a lot too. I rarely get a chance to wear it because I rarely have enough off time from my jobs and dressing for the jobs to wear just chilling out clothes. It's such a strange top too. But she was very close to getting me one of those really nonsensical tops in which the English is either translated wrong or makes absolutely no sense. I told her I'd be too shy to wear one of those in public, but now I think maybe I should have just let her get it.

It stays in my dresser all the time. Every time I open it, I can see a part of my friend there. She is with me.