Today I was standing in a drugstore when I heard someone say my name.

There she was: my ex best friend “forgot her name”. Last time I saw her in Las Vegas over three years ago. She went home earlier because she was ‘oh so homesick’ and I would lie if I’d say I was sad to see her leave. Now I’m wondering what the hell came over her to speak to me?

Maybe she wanted me to thank her…and I always wanted to do that.

Thanks for the best time in Nevada and California which started when you left!
Thank you for letting me recognize who my real friends are!
Thanks for cancelling my return flight. That was very mature!

There are many more “thank you”s to say. But I think this person caused me enough waste of time for this life. So I’m going to end here.

One thing to all of you: If you wanna know who your real friends are, just travel with them and you’ll find out!  ;)

63 - Icecold barbwire

63 - Ice cold barbwire