Friendship is simple.
It’s also complex, but let’s ignore that.
It can be what we want it to be.
Well, sometimes. There is such a thing as unrealistic expectations but that’s not what this post is about. This post is simple. This post will simply concentrate on the lovely simplicity of simple friendship.
Take the friendship cats offer just as one example:
Can’t get more simple than that. (And when I say simple, I may mean complex)
Then there is the simple friendship of my five six year old niece, who I have posted about before with her awesome stories. She is also an amazing artist. Here is some of her work, capturing, once again, the simple friendship cats have to offer:
This cat is obviously simple, as it is talking to itself. (But wouldn’t you agree, this art is simply incredible?!)
I love our nieces. And our nephews. All of our family. But especially the ones who are cute. Pure and simple. They make me feel noble things like this:
And that’s pretty much all I think can be said for friendship. Please do not correct me if I am wrong.
[And please do not steal the artwork from this page.]
They always loved the way they both loved waterfalls.
As if it weren’t enough to drive through that scenery on the way, with its exhilarating verdancy, the serpentine paths unmarked, illuminated by their shared love of, well, their shared love.
But now, his muscles twitched.
Her emotions repelled down, down from the cliff of his hardened inner life. Over the cascade of his own unformulations. Starting that landslide, you know, the inward one. The one that implodes stars…
leaving burn marks on the pavement. The ones that stranger, whistling at the end of the week, steps over.
He’s wishing those darn kids would quit playing with fireworks again! But, youhave to admit,it IS a great night for a campfire…