(kflo)(8)

thankful for friendships. the many form and variations it takes, the spaces in my mind and heart it occupies. how it pulls me in like the tide just before a wave gallops in. how it arrests and consumes me. for better and even for the worst.

thankful to hold memories of my earliest friendships like old photographs: clutching them in the safe space of my recollecting mind. these memories and moments to go back to. like the memory of me and my first bestfriend in elementary school, walking nonchalantly in the rain just after lunch. hearing her say in a mocking affective tone, "i love walking in the rain coz no one can see me crying." how we giggled incessantly, kept that little corny emo joke a secret in between the crease of our childhood. thankful to hope that she still remembers that moment from nine years ago.

thankful for new friends. for friendships whose value i don't necessarily have to think will accrue over time because at the onset, i knew it was something else. thankful for my new friend i, who i met in uni just this semester. she who carries a specific neediness which surprisingly does not annoy me, whose honesty and vulnerability catches me offguard sometimes, and of whom i think i might slightly be in love with.

i'm thankful for my friend c, who's a libra (my very first libra this city), whose birthday is today. thankful to know that c will always triumph in whatever endeavor she decides to partake, thankful to witness her sheer hardwork and dedication, to be a spectator gaping and in awe.

for this space, duh, always. for my constant deletion of the twitter app. for the two lil libra puppies in our front yard right now; for their kind patient mother. for depeche mode's "cover me." for imagining meteor showers in my head and for the quick pecks on the cheek that i and i share.

- kflo (10/21/17). trying to be present, trying to be graceful.
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