As I sit alone my mind starts to think back to my past. Back to people that were once cornerstones of my life. Not just friends that shared their lives with me, but good friends, the best of friends, partners, brothers and sisters with different blood but loved as much as if we were twins. …
This was going to originally be a publication about the reason of why I don’t congratulate my friends by just putting a meaningless “Happy stupid birthday” on their Facebook Walls. Ok, without the stupid word. But it became much more. I looked deeper into the loss of intimacy we have experienced. Not that I’m too …