We live distinctly opposite lives. She’s in the mountains. I’m just a few miles from a bustling metropolis. She doesn’t know what she wants to do with her life, but I have no doubt that she will change the world. I know exactly what I want to do with my life, but I’m afraid I won’t get there. East and West.
Not many people are lucky enough to have a best friend. Apparently I am spoiled like that. She flew over three thousand miles across the country to visit me for a few short days. I showed her around. We visited all the best spots in this beautiful city. We talked. We laughed. We loved and still love. Then I cried when she left.
But it’s the differences that deceive and the hidden samenesses that make our friendship what it is. Outside we couldn’t be more unlike. Inside, we are the same person.
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