In the attempt to fall asleep, the three of us sit up at six in the morning with nothing but the sounds of our voices. I am pretty positive the weather is the only topic we didn't cover as Sara and Rocky talked themselves right to sleep. Now the room is silent, the sun is up, and I can't help but sit here and take it all in. I could talk about nothing for eight hours with these two. As uneventful as that may seem, it would be eight hours of my life that are simply irreplaceable and every second would be special.
I feel like everyone my age sits back and wanders down memory lane telling stories that never seem to get old and always get re-told. How about your very first party freshman year of college, or the tragic break-up that made you think your life was over at twenty, or the endless stories of run ins with the police which always ended with something hilarious happening. These memories are times that we look back upon and keep with us for the rest of our lives because we know they could never happen again in the same exact way.
The stories are all unforgettable, but we put them above other moments that didn't seem so thrilling or monumental at the time. I don't remember my first party freshman year of college (not because of alcohol) but because I was probably with people who made no impact on my life and I would have been completely indifferent if I never saw them again. But I do remember the very first day I met my two best friends who sit here with me now four years later. Most of you cherish your fun time at a nighclub together as a great memory, but I don't. I cherish mornings like these where we could be talking about three completely different things but still be on the same page. I cherish the fact that from the day I met both of them we have never got into an argument or went any period of time without speaking to one another, ever. The rest of you are so caught up with needing to build a social life that you don't take the time and care when considering potential friendships- you just want "friends". As a result, you miss out on the process of creating sacred memories that you'll keep with you until your very last breath.
Sadly for many of you, you haven't experienced true friendship yet- in which case you can't relate to these thoughts of mine one bit. The "friends" that you spend every day with probably won't be your friends a decade from now. Your only memories will be endless nights out with someone who never impacted your life in such a way that they'd still be there until your very last day. You're wasting precious time with people that you are easily going to forget.
In ten years I'm not going to remember our adventure in Fort Lauderdale last night. I'll remember how I'm writing this blog as two of my best friends are sound asleep just feet away from me without a clue that these are the moments I love. I love that in ten years when I look back on this very morning and call upon this little cherished memory of mine, it will most likely be over coffee with these two.
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