If I’d had an imaginary friend when I was a kid, it would have been you. Now we are grown to the mid and find each other here. The kind of strength and rest that comes from friendship with no exception. I am grateful to exist in the same space as you. The people you love who I get to love, too. Appreciate you.
Light and color everywhere.
“Make new friends and keep the old. One is silver and the other’s gold.”
And you, imaginary.
So thank you for loving me, friend. I love you, too.