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Nao ha longe nem distância

Once I read a book that a good friend gave to me that is called there is no such thing as far away or distance. At the time, i had no idea I was ever going to be living away from home. She might have guessed but I clearly did not. I barely remember what the book says but I will always remember the title, and perhaps the key message: in friendship sometimes distance does not matter, and when it does, it can be surmounted

The reason I thought of this today is that today is a good friend's birthday. She is not a childhood friend, but virtually an adulthood friend, if you can consider me an adult at the age of 22. We tend to think the best friendships are those from childhood, and I don't question their value or strength, but I also do not underestimate how any point in your life can bring you a great friend. S's bday is today and she is on the other side of the world of where she was last year, and also half a world a way from me. We have been virtually half a word apart for 5 year now, and I don't miss her any less. She my call to reality, my laugh when I feel sorry for myself or my annoying little devil on the right shoulder when I really did not want to do the right thing. And I love her for all that though sometimes I don't know if I tell her enough.

S is now in Sao Paulo and waking up soon, so I want her to know that I thought of her even before she woke up, because last year I clearly failed the timezone of Shanghai. I am not always too good with time zones. I am sure she is going to have a blast, and I wish I would go have a blast as well. But in my little mind I do, we share a cocktail and some funny stories and I hope she knows I am there with her.

Happy Birthday S. London misses you but I know the world awaits you.


- Sara @ iPad

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