βThatβs why itβs hard to make friends when youβre older,β she said. βFriendship is rude.β
Her friendβs eyes widened. βWhat?β
βThink about it! When weβre kids we decide who we like and stick by them no matter what. As adults, weβre taught to be polite.
But, friendship is an impositionβ at least, I want it to be. Call me after nine oβclock. Donβt think youβll ever wear out your welcome. Overshare, show up at my door, go to the grocery store with me so we can waste another hour chatting.
Weβll never be friends if we spend all of our energy trying not to bother each other.β
βThatβs why itβs hard to
make friends when youβre older,β she
said. βFriendship is rude.β
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
