sometimes it takes time spent with a (much) loved one, to highlight how differently we all take the world in... process it... and spit it back out.
how tall our tales can be, how exquisite our recounts of events passed are measures of the man - and, well... how far from the truth we have to stretch to make our stories sound interesting enough...
Whilst this is feeling judgemental.. it is not, merely, oberservant. Our views, collide in the space between us and land back with a sense of okayness and non-judgement... i guess thats what friends... best friends... do. Entertain us. be it bitter, embelished or just fucking made up - we listen, we shake our fists in anger and offer pseudo-support... because thats what needs to be heard.
ME: To life not being perfect!
You: To life not being perfect!
Us: Cheers
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