Anuse smoking

Anuse came down for a quick visit this weekend. We’ve been friends since we met in Drama class freshman year of high school. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about old friends and the space they fill in my heart. I have so many dear friends from college, from life in the District, but there is something so special about friends you’ve had forever, who know where you come from, and what you looked like when you had really stupid hair and got grounded and wore tie-dyed shirts, and love you anyway.

Anuse and I could go months without talking (and did for periods in college), but I know that for the rest of my life I could call him at 3 in the morning and say hey, I need you, and he’d show up at my door no matter where I was in the world. That kind of friendship is hard to find, and I cherish it so much.

P.S. Anuse, when are you going to stop smoking??