(Not So) Random Obsessive Thought

I found myself thinking of my guy friends, wanting to talk to them and hear them talk back. Their advice always sans judgment. Wisdom from both their individual experiences and our experiences together. I miss the reign of freedom we had in discussions and the solace provided by their moral support. Somehow I’ve grown complacent now, but not comfortable with the range in which I’m confined. I’ll forever look to reap the spoils of conversation with them.

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