quarternotes

This morning I had breakfast with my good ol' friend. It was fun doing the old routine - waking up really early, meeting up somewhere to have breakfast, catching up with our lives, sharing stories and, just talk.

While we enjoying the breakfast buffet, a group of old people (say 60 ++ y/o) entered the restaurant. I can tell from their gestures that they've been friends for a very long time. And then we asked ourselves if we'd be like that after 50 years. Well, I'd like to believe so. Being with friends such as him keeps me from totally going mad.

So I thank my friends who constantly stick with me through thick and thin - without judgment and pride. These friends worth keeping are those I'd be sharing a cup of coffee in 50 years time.