Last weekend I got to spend five whole days with two of my friends from college. Good friends. Best friends. Been there through everything friends and will continue to be there through everything friends.
You form special and unique bonds with people when you go to school and live eight hours away from home. When you would normally call your Dad to help you hang your curtains, or to help you change a flat tire, or even to help you kill a big scary spider, you call them. When you would normally call your Mom to ask her to buy you medicine when you're sick, to help you study for your exam, or to comfort you when that one boy broke your heart, you call them.
Now, rather then being down the street from one another, we're spread out along the east coast. But hey, I'm a girl that loves a good road trip. I also think the sound of an airplane taking off can become somewhat addicting overtime.
And when we do finally see each other again, well we just pick up right where we left off.