pocahontas

I sat there with my friend Sue and realized as I usually do that I had a connection with her. I know that now she thought me a bit .... odd. I, as I do now.. appear one way when in actuality I am NOT WHAT I APPEAR.
I was one of the few kids in the school with very little money, and a home packed to the gills with kids and truly loving involved parents. I appeared ... plain, boring and predictable. Sue woke me to the idea that I was none of these things. I shared drawings and poetry with her and we discussed love, life and the far off idea of future. We were surrounded by people involved in the NYC scene, partiers with all the latests gadgets and new cars, plenty of cash and just ... SO... cool.
Sue and I have remained friends through some of the toughest parts of our lives. Then again we have had periods of not talking for maybe the longest about three years. She has what I like to call a very "passionate" point of view about a number of things. In other words sometimes if you dont agree she will shred you.
My other friend Amy D was the third amigo in this triad of dimension.
Amy - red head, quiet brooding, thinker.
Me - dark haired blue eyed outside snow white, inside- elvira.
Sue- Japanese Irish living the life of a 25 yo at 15.
We have evolved and what a concoction we have become. Tables have turned through the years and then back again finding each of us interestingly enough back in the shoes we were in.
I could write about the working of our friendships like a machine- with each skip and chug of motors and sputter of gears, the joy of it is though that... I prefer not to chronicle it too much for then it feels defined. We are not that the three of us. We are far from being typical or predictable. I love being us. Good bad indifferent, Wild willing and innocent.

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