So I have this friend. She lives way south of me and we very rarely see each other. We used to talk every day but we sort of drifted apart, no ones fault, just something that happened. But today that changed.
Sometime late afternoon Monday I had a very strong surge of protectiveness towards her and worry about her. That doesnt happen to me a lot and I tend to take it sort of seriously when it does. So I texted her for the first time in probably six months. I didnt want to freak her out or scare her so I just said the standard stuff, hey Im thinking about you type thing. She texted me back and asked me if I heard about it already, and I asked what was going on.
This morning on her way to the gym she hit and killed a pedestrian. Its affecting her pretty badly. She is OK, thank the gods, just a broken windshield. Im so glad, I would completely lose my shit if she got hurt, and told her so.
We texted for the better part of two hours as I walked around the Butler campus (new job, I will talk about it in the next post) and I think I helped her. I care about her a great deal, we have a bit of a history, so the idea that I helped makes me feel really good.
Its strange the way things happen sometimes.
