Haruki Murakami, ‘Norwegian Wood’ (via a-familiar-stranger)
this man is a genius/my hero.(via fireismotion)
just got a phone call from a friend of mine (the kind of friend you really only think is there for those late night hangout sessions in the park to smoke) wanting to see how i was, because of a simple text i had sent to him. i was shocked by the reaction i got out of him when i told him about losing my job, him and two other of the guys with him (all of us buddies) all jumped on the phone at once, asking if i needed anything or if i was okay. the next thing you know i have three shouting guys in my ear saying they would all talk to their bosses tomorrow and ask if there were any positions open right now.
Don’t get me wrong, i am not complaining about anything, i saw this whole situation coming from miles away (sadly), but the fact that these boys who i only hang out with so often, are more concerned about my well being than most of the friends i do have. he didn’t call me asking for stuff, he didn’t call me telling me i should do something for him. no he called me because he was concerned about my well being and when he found out something was wrong he immediately jumped over the moon for me.
i guess my point is i need to rethink the people who i consider to be my good friends, and the people i should make more time for in my life.
Well hello to you as well :)
Thus far today, alright. I definitely could use a nap, considering I got and hour of sleep last night.
& favorite color.. Im just going to be tipical and say red & black.