the river of words has dried, again. no surprises. but i feel a nagging 'duty' to 'update' and ramble and so here i am, late at night, sitting at a strange comp that has now become familiar through too many (but not many enough) visits and stay-overs at his place.. blogging.
tonight was not a night i intended to blog. there are times when fun stuff strikes me the way lightning strikes the tallest thing around, violently, quickly and impactfully and i go "this is a thought i would love to blog". but, alas, internet access would either be miles or hours away and the moment is thus lost. i lost several of such moments yesterday in the bus on the way to the airport to pick him up.. thoughts i tried to tell myself to remember, to blog..
but instead of that, i'm blogging drivel. amidst my joy and satisfied calm that he's home, there's pain and hurt in the air tonight.. when a friend suffers, her friends suffer along with her. i think that's the real power of friendship - your pain is always shared by those who love and care for you. sometimes, friends agonise even more than the one hurt. i know, because i'm like that. however, like i told another friend, at moments like these, what can you do but rally round the center and just be there. that's what i intend to do.