In good times, in bad times I’ll be by your side for ever more -

Living in the city is a scary thing. People i’ve met along the way, they all have left their mark like concrete shadows in the corner of my mind. Some may have start to fade but they’re just never gone and some have managed to urinate along the sidewalks in the back of my head. The stench is bearable but sometimes i find it hard to breathe. I’ve been reeling snapshots out of my memory like a black and white slideshow. When they say misery loves company, i can safely say – yes, company – i have many. Especially these days when every sunny day seems to flash from tungsten to sepia before noon.

I’ve been hearing anecdotes and stories of the years that was. I’ve dragged a few good friends into a roller rink emulating not Jessica Simpson but that hot housewife who was desperate for the little boy gardener. Skates are fun, blades are faster. It has been the single most fun time i’ve had throughout a troubled year. I laughed till my belly ached, i laughed till i cried! Playing tag is not good for the body (or knees) but good for lifting spirit. Who else would have signed up for an instantaneous fun but Malizah? Ok so Warren and Henry joined later after much pleading. And after that, all else was just pleasing.

I’ve been hearing words of inspirations. Or some should have been inspirations but it just bogged me down a few more feet closer to centre of the earth. Maybe i’m not looking for encouragements, i’m just looking for a distraction. A major distraction. God does have answers to my prayers and he made sure i get it before the dawn of christmas morn.

A chance to dream again. And dream i did. My sleepless nights stops, my smiles stop fading, my heart starts talking again.

Living in the city is a scary thing but when you find the few brave ones who have hearts big enough to let you in, it isn’t so bad after all.

I call them

Friends.