Sheltered from the weather at home, from the strong wind that brought wet snow to our city, I decided to make myself a coffee and continue sharing my thoughts...
I know how to be a friend.
I grew up surrounded by grandmothers who said, "You can't trust anyone." "Friends aren't real." "Everyone betrays except the family." But family was not easy, I grew up early and friends turned out to be the people I could rely on in any situation in life. It wasn't always perfect, but people have good hearts and can forgive.
I never had male friends. I mean, there were girlfriends' boyfriends, girlfriends' husbands, my brother and my uncle, with whom I am only 7 years apart. There were colleagues. There was a friend of my husband's who at some point in our life became more of a friend of mine. He used to call me, he used to come over when I was alone at home with my son, I even used to joke with him and say, "Well, call him (husband) and arrange your time, we'll sit all together." But he got married and communication became minimal.
Men have always been interesting to me as individuals, I did not like all those female conversations with clichéd phrases that "all men are the same", I was silent and annoyed. This is not the case and all men are so different, so interesting! There is a whole world behind each one of them.
And it is such happiness or luck or magic to find a very similar person in this huge world. Honestly, it's like a gift from heaven, unexpected, inspiring. When you feel free to talk about your favourite movies, books, discuss art, talk about writing fanfics and not feel ridiculous! Not to make excuses for your taste... And also lifting the veil of secrecy and sharing your playlist (which you call "silent shame" because of your weird taste in music) *smiling* is, I think, the ultimate in trust.
Yes, I definitely know how to be a friend.
My inspiration 🩷 Part 15...
And a little story... While waiting for my son from training in the shopping mall near the cinema, I sat alone on a big couch and worked on my phone. There were free tables near the café, but for some reason one couple decided to sit with me ☺️
I carefully pretended not to listen, but still heard everything... It was their first date, they decided to go to the cinema (classic)... They talked about how they got to the centre, what part of the town they lived in... They talked about who was looking for a relationship and how long... They didn't look like students, and they both talked about their jobs.
It was as awkward as possible, but I tried to write my texts... 🥲
Then they went to the cinema, the young woman in the red sweater and the man in the black shirt. I think he put his arm around her waist... It's like a film whose ending I'll never know...🩷
Morning... Really, it's very beautiful today, I can't convey it through the screen, just believe me... ❄️🩵
Winter morning ✨
Just me... Coffee girl🖤 Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writer☺️
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