Best Friends

My Best Friend

I met Jenny in the 80’s in group therapy, so our friendship has always had this sort of self help therapeutic quality to it.  As you can imagine this is a double edged sword.  It can be exhausting, always searching beneath the surface of our conscious dialogue for the deeper truth, for the underlying motives whose clues can be found in a life time of behavior patterns which only your best friend of 25 plus years is a Rhodes Scholar.  The flip side to the exhaustion of constant self contemplation, however, is the fact that our connection has withstood the test of time.  Not only has it continued to flow in spite of the multitude of cross currents all relationships must sink or swim in, like coal under pressure its dark raw material has been transformed into a precious gem with the superlative tenacity and clarity of a diamond.  So heres to my best friend Jenny, thanks for the memories (for as long as I can retrieve them anyway).

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About sixloosecannons

Writer, documentary film maker, traveler in search of the perfect angle.
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