"I get by with a little help from my friends." – John Lennon It might strike you as odd that any great number of people – by that I imply every occurrence when more than two members of our species are gathered at a single location – may achieve a harmonious, joyous even, coexistence. Especially when the recent over-abundance of jolly times is taken into consideration. (I don’t mean to say Christmas joy is to be frowned upon, but rather I frown upon those who believe only joy and positive emotions surround that much-celebrated occasion.)
Yet, I was to speak of the delicate balance between people. In particular, I would like to address the inspiring verisimilitude that is the foundation of tolerance between friends. I am quite certain, my dear, vociferous readers, that each and every one of you has wondered how, when it comes down to it, peace is kept between you and your friends. I am also utterly confident that you, being such a wonderful person yourself, are in abundant possession of the very rare friend commodity. Which actually makes balancing between all of them even more challenging.
Well, as you might already suspect, I shall – as ever I do – propose a solution to that troubling question posed above. Friends are, ultimately, a great source of both inspiration and frustration. While the latter needs no clarification, the origins of the former warrant further examination.
It should be noted, I believe, that few people have a greater influence on our decisions – few people shape our lives to a greater extent – than those friends closest to our hearts. If we exclude my overtly-pedantic note-taking habits from consideration, it should now be clear that your love of them will always drive you forwards – to better understating, to clearer vision of this world.
Often, a dear friend is more than we need. But never less.
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