Landan Land The Personal Blog of Landan Crosslin

An Old Friend

I got back yesterday afternoon from Arkansas. It was a great trip for the most part. I don't sleep on hard ground real well, so I'm absolutely tired right now. However I wanted to get some stuff down here before I go to sleep. I took a lot of pictures and I think some turned out really well, I'll try and post some of them up here later.

Before I went up to Arkansas with my roommate and two other buddies, I went home. I wouldn't say I get homesick, but I do enjoy the chance to go home and see my family. I try to take that chance as often as I can. My Aunt from here in Oklahoma took me down, so I was able to spend some time with her and her family which was nice.

While at home I got to see a good friend who I haven't seen in two years. I talk to her a lot online. She's been my online/phone confidant these past two years and I usually go to her to get stuff off my chest and ask for her advice. It was somewhat weird to see her. It almost felt like no time had past since we last saw each other, but there were noticeable differences all the same. Her voice was different. It sounded more airy/spacey than I remember. She seemed sadder, but I might have just been projecting that on her. She's been through a lot of crap, stuff that makes your average man-hating Lifetime movie seem tame. That's one of the downsides to a long-distance friendship; You can't be there to physically comfort them. All you can do is lend an electronic ear.

I saw her before she saw me. It was just the back of her head, but I knew it was her. I shouted to her and we met up. There was an awkward hello. She told me that I looked older. I told her that she looked older as well, though she looked the same to me. We went to sonic to grab a couple of slushies, my sister was tagging along (which was ok because they knew each other). There was a lot of things that went unsaid. We talked about school, her upcoming road trip, and racial stereotypes. Then we parted with a hug and a goodbye and went our separate ways. I hadn't seen her in two years and all I could spare was an hour and a few bucks for a couple of slushies. As pitiful as that may sound, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Good friends are treasures to keep and not to be tossed out when they get older or grow distant.