1 am phonecalls
I’m on the phone with a dear friend, G, who just shared a quote with me:
“Love isn’t a fire, it is an ember, burning low and long throughout your whole life”
Or something like that. It’s times like this that I feel so completely lucky to have friends who are so interesting and talented. I just read a writing piece of his, and found this sentence:
“Yet still I have time for idle thoughts and theories much like this so I suppose I could be a dreamer in light blue or a thinker in dark brown”
So incredibly beautiful. Thank you for everything G, you’re one of the people who know me best. It’s a comforting feeling that we’ll be friends forever, I’m sure of it.
