This is a letter to the only two friends in my life that I would not hesitate to put my life on the line for. You know who you are.
We were really tight back in the day, the three of us. We weren’t exactly the Three Musketeers. Our friendship wasn’t without its difficulties and awkward times, but we were close nevertheless.
Then life got in the way and took us in different directions. It happens.
Despite being in different places, we all seemed to be living very parallel lives, even if we didn’t know it at the time. We were all anxious to live “the good life.” We all wanted to be young, wreckless, and rebellious on some level.
And we did.
Perhaps I’m being a bit presumptuous, but I don’t think I’m too far off target here.
We all strayed from the path at the same time, and because I love both of you, I’m going to do whatever it takes to bring you back home.
And I won’t pretend that my motivations for writing this to you aren’t slightly selfish. I really want the three of us to be in this together again.
Am I a sap or what?
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