BEST FRIENDS

          Unlike the instruction to stay in the moment, I furtively look over the landscape of my life, knowing with certainty that while this is the moment I am in, there were so many moments that brought me here.

          So it happened that on a particularly cold and snowy day, I settled into the now worn leather chair which itself is years old, and began to read a thicket of letters, stored away for many years, from a person who had once been my best friend. What became of her?  Of our friendship?  For the first time in many years, I gave over my day, and all of the evening to the reading of them, and thinking about her. She had up till now, slipped my mind. I was transported to another time. Cleared from the debris of years, I found myself in the back-then. In the once-upon- a -time.

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