there is this feeling that only talking to old friends can bring. where you don’t have to worry about what to say and where you’re sure there are no pretenses. you feel content knowing that in their company, you are accepted as who you are. and that with them, the distance never mattered, nor the long pauses between the last time you talked. it’s always the same. it just feels great to know that in spite of all the changes life throws at us individually, some things, like friendships, remained constant.