And we drank to that friendship that lasts over time and distance. The kind that lies dormant for a long time as we move on with our daily lives, far apart from each other, but is instantly rekindled into a bright, unwavering flame when we come in contact with each other. We pick up conversations as if we never dropped them and we reminisce about old adventures, marveling at how much time has passed. But the essence of our friendship has remained the same even if everything else in our life has changed. I’ll happily drink to that, again and again.
