i value my friends dearly. but our closeness aside, i don’t ask questions, much less expect them to open up at trouble’s first flash. no, i’m not insensitive; it’s just that friendship for me is all about respecting personal space. and get this: the more i become close with them, the more i value their privacy. but make no mistake, i have my ears all ready, with an advice or two should they ask for them.
right now, a very good friend is experiencing difficult times. and what is killing me is not so much as learning her problem's enormity from others; it’s the fact that i can’t do anything to help her.
“oh, God! make me win the Lotto.”
(note to self: practice shading numbers before buying your first ticket ever.)
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