Tonight I caught up with a mate I’ve barely seen this year, and used to see a lot. I adore his company.

He is smart, inappropriate, well-lived and dynamic. I love how we constantly change subjects mid-conversation and swear a lot. He is also very liberated, and I feel like he teaches me who I could be if I took more risk.

Also, he has fantastic life habits.

He exercises regularly. Feeds his mind useful stuff. Is always learning new things and advancing himself.

All around, he is an awesome dude.

He’s also one of the few guys I love in a totally platonic way, and even our inappropriate conversations are not charged with tension, they’re full of laughs.

I need friends like this. Where I don’t need to pretend I’m someone else. Warts and all is ok, and I’m not judged. I’m guided toward being a better person.

How fortunate I feel that we have a friendship that we pick up and put down at random intervals without trepedation.