idle thoughts + chicken pops

having come home late from buying a new pair of school shoes, i found myself sitting alone at the kitchen table with a bowl of chicken pops for dinner. having no one to talk to i was left with my thoughts as i absent mindedly munched on my beloved chicken. i don't know how, i don't know why but for some reason my mind lingered on one particular topic: friends. my friends. i realize i have so many people in my life i call friends. people who return my smile when we happen to come across each other; people who I empathize with about wretched teachers and unbelievable work assignments; people i laugh with when we need to relieve the stress; people i talk to about the latest gist and youtube sensations (lol) and the list goes on and on. even though i have a lot of people i call my friends, i only consider a few to be my really close friends. what surprised me though was the realization that they were divided into 3 groups - groups that nurture different parts of my soul and will always have that special place there in the four chambers of the only cardiac muscle of my body.

1) we all have that inner child somewhere deep within us. a lingering memory of the happy moments where we were once carefree, untroubled and light-hearted. the innocent delight of simple wonders was a part of childhood people usually left behind once they got older. what people don't realize is that it's important to keep our innerchild alive. not to be childish, but to be child-like towards the things life has to offer. im blessed to have friends who keep my innerchild alive. when together, i remember what its like to be a child again. i laugh more freely and i look at the world with better eyes. from unicorns to starfish to leprechauns, with them i remember that there just might be magic in this world.

2) have you ever been the person someone goes to when they need to pour their heart out? when listening to their story its an emotional roller coaster because their sadness is your sadness and their joy is your own joy.. to be able to connect with someone like that is something i wouldn't give up for the world. may it be an innate yearning to be part of society or simply a desire to be needed, everyone wants to feel belonged some way or another. such friends make me feel like i belong somewhere even if its just a small part of this world. they need me and i need them. we will always be a family outside my family.

3) and of course, there's always that person or people you feel comfortable enough to spill everything to.. every secret, every mundane detail.. the time flies when you talk because you can talk about anything (and everything) under the sun. from destiny, love and fate to which dip tastes better, honey mustard or garlic parmesan.. you tell them things because you know they'll take you seriously - your hopes and dreams, your fears and doubts - and that they'll offer the truth no matter how painful. such friends help me believe in myself... because they believe in me.

i realize that even though i only have a few close friends, they've given me more than i can have ever imagined. i'll forever be grateful and blessed to have you guys in my life. <3

after all those thoughts, I gaze down at my now nearly empty bowl of chicken pops and realize one more thing --

these chicken pops must be drugged.