Happy Sunday—
I’ve written today’s newsletter in advance as I’m likely buried in blankets right now with shades drawn and Netflix streaming. One of my very best friends from grad school is in town for her bachelorette party. She is getting married next spring after having to postpone her wedding many times, and so we’re celebrating in downtown LA tonight (or last night, by the time you read this).
Here’s a photo of us from the one summer we used our student loan money to rent a farmhouse in Scotland and write for two weeks.
I’ve been thinking about friendship this morning and how these relationships have shaped me, even more than familial ones. The stakes feel higher, I think. You get to choose to stay or go. Of course, this is true for any relationship—we get to set boundaries—but it’s a bit easier to have autonomy when you’re not tied together by genes or the same last name. You get to choose your friends. And that feels sacred.
“A good friend is both a safe place to land and a perso…
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