I must say, I have some pretty interesting people that I call friends. Some are cops, while others used to be crooks. Some have been insanely successful, and others I'm absolutely baffled that they aren't famous or rich. There's nurses and teachers, cops and military, all honorable professions that must have a calling in your soul the likes that I can't even conceive. Some are raging liberals, while others are staunch conservatives. Regardless our political ideologies, we're able to discuss our differences civilly and with respect, 'cause that's what friends do. I know people that have toured Alaska, live in Europe, worked in Antarctica, and are diplomats and humanitarians that traveled to places I wouldn't DARE step foot on. And that's not even including the friends that have stayed in the same place they were born, and can't imagine living anywhere else.
Ex-junkees, prior alcoholics, current winos and productive stoners are also within my friendly repertoire, and if you think that's a bad thing, let me just insist you get the best stories from all of them. I got a surprising amount that continue to play with puppets, jump around in cartoon costumes, dance to songs, even juggle, and those seem to be the happiest and most satisfied of all my friends.
A lot of them are creative, like me. They've made your kids laugh at movies you've all watched a million times. They've created cartoons that have been on your television for over a generation. They've won Oscars and Caldecotts; Addies and Little League Trophies. They make their own beer, sell their own crafts, bake their own cakes, write their own scripts, shoot their own films. A handful of them can't catch a break, no matter how hard they try, while others seem to live the most charmed lives in the world, with opportunities almost seeming to be wisped down to them, with barely an effort involved in earning them. Regardless what spectrum you fall under, I root for you both, and cheer you on with every endeavor.
Some have reproduced like rabbits, and it's crazy to see these cute little clones of my friends crawl and scream and run and quickly grow up into being their own people. Some haven't had kids at all, and although there is a small part of me that envies your copious amounts of spare time and money, I do kinda muse at the lack of a pretty damn interesting part of your life that you've more than likely chosen to not engage in.
Devout Atheists, stringent Catholics. Modern Muslims, transcendental Buddhists. Most don't really seem to have a strong opinion, one way or another. I still keep in contact with my very first best friend from Kindergarten, and continue to hang often with old co-workers-turned-best-friends on a weekly basis. I've noticed that true friends have a magical way of picking up with you right where you left off. It's a strange alchemy that makes time and space irrelevant, and you act like you just saw them yesterday, even if it's been a decade.
You all are insanely interesting, and make my life so much richer by being within it. There has been so much laughter during the good times, and thousands of words of support during the bad times. Life would be so much more boring without you, and there's so much that all of you have contributed to me that has helped make me more interesting to the rest of the world. I thank you for the spice and flavor that you add to it all, it's truly an honor to be part of this bunch!