I woke up today thinking that my friends spoil me.
People talk about shows they like with their friends; I talk about the shows my friends are in.
Things are different for everyone, but the phrase “My friend writes/plays/sings/dances/performs” is so normal for me, it’s—privilege.
Text messages that merely shell out information is poetry to me, because a friend wrote it.
I am blessed with an intimate understanding of talent. I have wonderful friends to thank for the continual example.