Amico dell ‘Anima

Once upon a time, I forged a friendship with someone. Oh, we cried rivers, laughed barrels, drank tankards, violated our high school curfews, and jammed the night away, howling out our tone-deaf versions of our favorite songs, with music from a beat-up guitar and his mother’s Tupperwares for a makeshift drum kit.

Then we lost touch. I was part of the luggage when my family had to move to a different city, in a different region.

So, we grew up separately, in places far from each other. We wrote letters. But as college days came and engulfed both our senses, these petered out, making way for a wide gulf of silence.

We’ve both had different people who came and went in our lives. We had both found and lost, won and got beaten, making us both feel that this is how it is to be human, to be alive. Occasionally, my thoughts wandered to him, wondering where he was and what he was doing.

I kept his letters, he kept mine, too (the friendship was forged before the WWW wave).

Then, as if it was conspired by someone above, I received an SMS from him. We saw each other once, in a reunion. Oh, we cried rivers, laughed barrels, drank tankards, violated promises to quit smoking, and jammed the night away, howling out our tone-deaf versions of our favorite songs, with music from a beat-up guitar and his frat brother’s second-hand drum kit.

We discovered that we have different dreams now, and we are with people to love. He is engaged to be married to the sweetest person I know. I have Tata and Faith in my life.

It’s been thirteen years already.

And the friendship is still going strong.

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Here’s to you, Netskie. May the road grow ever long before you, the strings of your guitar be tuned, and music fill your soul.

As always,

Mikwa

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