The place where you can be silly, is a safe space.
Where you are known – and it is ok. In fact, it is good.
(You don’t even have to speak proper English, sit properly, or make sense.)
Remembered – in the little things – even after all this time.
No anger, guarding, combat, illogic, negotiating.
No philosophising, preaching, over-analysing or solution-finding.
Just plain ‘ol friendship that has stood the test of time.
Just silly conversations that start with the silliest things, go off in the silliest directions, and conclude with the silliest punchlines.