Worth the Waiting
It had been a while since we’d talked. “Tell me where you’re at,” she said. “Not where I thought I’d be,” I said. I began to unveil to her the raw and unrehearsed corners of my mind. There was no need for filters or highlight reels here. We don’t get to talk as often as I’d like, but she remains the kind of friend that you can pick up as if you’d been texting all afternoon. My story was familiar…