Hanging Out At Midnight

Last Monday night I met up with Paul and Ryan- 2 of my closest friends in college who never get along with each other unless I'm around. Paul is like a brother to me and Ryan is well… himself. I thought it was a pretty funny dinner considering I was hanging with 2 people depressed about the state of their love lives. At around 12 AM, we found ourselves just sitting, smoking a few cigarettes while wondering when are we finally going to meet the love of our lives. It was at that moment when I realized that this was what I missed the whole time I was in Singapore- just having friends at your side, being yourself and simply talking. There was no need to pretend and no need to act like I was a grown up. I had a shoulder to lean on and it was offered to me with no conditions.

I'm glad I decided to come home…