Friends are friends ... few weeks ago I read something, do not know if a blog or, speaking of friendships. Something like a balance that was a friend and not enough thinking and left me on the subject.
The thing is that whenever you hear that a friend is someone who is always.
Ok, always, that is a breakthrough and reconfirmation that the dog is man's best friend. But c'mon, there must be something else out there.
's everywhere? Because I bathroom and toilet trained, therefore I have no friends, but there would be me handing me the soap in the back.
Oh no, those would not be friends. Ok
overdo it. Back to the subject.
The thing is more or less well (or so after all this time) is how I began to understand. Friend is one who is always, but when we always say, without meaning most people take as long as "bad times", of course, my dog \u200b\u200bdied, and there are all comforting or wondering how this one, I ball in facu and arms out to encourage the trenches, they threw me out or I leave my girlfriend, and armed party to forget the sorrow and celebrate the "freedom."
In bad times, people are, always, is easy to be at the wrong time and lift the spirits of the person. The really hard part is being in good times, and few as they are when it passed, or when you got a new laburo, or better yet when you put conseguis partner and groom.
This does not mean that friends do not exist, quite the opposite, but to a lesser extent, I think I reach the hands (and on) to tell those people who are always on the bad to lift the mood and the laughing good for shit all.
In conclusion may be that one has many friends, but true, those who accompany you throughout your life are few, the others are like a post I wrote some time ago, are fellow travelers, who at one time and some reason they get off the train and up others to undertake something new.