Oh the Songwriters!

I spent an hour with an old friend yesterday, driving up to Marion for dance class.  I'd forgotten how good it felt to spend time with her, how smart she is, and funny and understanding.  We joked around, we talked about things we used to do together, and what we're doing now.  I told her about my fears that I'm too mutable to ever have permanent relationships, and maybe I'm at heart too selfish to ever care about another person more than I care about myself.  She talked about bad relationships she's been in, and her insecurities.  And then we went back to joking.  It felt so comfortable, so easy and natural.  Except that it only happened in my head.  It was just me and Ani DiFranco on the stereo, like old friends.