“What! You too? I thought that no one but myself...”

I've been thinking a lot about friendship... How it comes, how it stays and how it goes. It's difficult to put into words all that's happened --and I don't really want to go into it all that much-- but I think that sooner or later we all reach this point of re-evaluating shit and thinking through our own stuff.

The point is... I once read that all things already exist and are hidden in plain sight for you to only focus and find them... Well, I found a quote from someone that found the words first and that conveys exactly my thoughts:

“Friendship ... is born at the moment when one man says to another "What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .”

― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

And what I find more interesting than the newfound friendship is how we all go thinking we're the only ones experiencing something, as if it's something new for humankind, and decide to go through it in silence... Maybe expecting to be found, maybe hoping you're never found out.

Anyways, shoutout to all those who look for help and to all those who help without looking.