I've had a little more time lately to reconnect with people I enjoy but don't get to see as often as I'd like. Yesterday, Betty Boop and I had breakfast at the home of The Elf and Sunshine.
The boys and Betty had had dinner the night before at Burrito Bar, and decided to make a weekend-spanning activity of it; they kindly invited me along.
It's nice to get a chance to spend time with The Elf, who I've known since shortly after my move to New York City. He's among the most interesting of my friends since, on the surface, we seem to have so little in common. He runs in crowds that I wouldn't be caught dead in, mostly 'cuz being among them fuels whatever deeply-rooted sense of inadequacy I harbor but claim not to.
But the thing about him is that he's never not been interested, accepting and genuinely concerned about what's going on in my life. If we're being honest, I think it'd be safe to say he's a better friend to me than I am to him. Something I should correct in the near future.
The Elf and Sunshine are great hosts. The set a mean table and make some luscious blueberry pancakes.
But more than that, they're genuinely nice people. I could actually learn a thing or two from them about letting go and enjoying life.
Maybe, in the end, that's what friends are for; to teach you lessons about life that you might've otherwise missed. To lead by example on the things that seem trivial but are actually enormous.
In any case, thanks for the pancakes, B & E. And for the sympathetic ear.
The boys and Betty had had dinner the night before at Burrito Bar, and decided to make a weekend-spanning activity of it; they kindly invited me along.
It's nice to get a chance to spend time with The Elf, who I've known since shortly after my move to New York City. He's among the most interesting of my friends since, on the surface, we seem to have so little in common. He runs in crowds that I wouldn't be caught dead in, mostly 'cuz being among them fuels whatever deeply-rooted sense of inadequacy I harbor but claim not to.
But the thing about him is that he's never not been interested, accepting and genuinely concerned about what's going on in my life. If we're being honest, I think it'd be safe to say he's a better friend to me than I am to him. Something I should correct in the near future.
The Elf and Sunshine are great hosts. The set a mean table and make some luscious blueberry pancakes.
But more than that, they're genuinely nice people. I could actually learn a thing or two from them about letting go and enjoying life.
Maybe, in the end, that's what friends are for; to teach you lessons about life that you might've otherwise missed. To lead by example on the things that seem trivial but are actually enormous.
In any case, thanks for the pancakes, B & E. And for the sympathetic ear.
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