Keep Holding On

I had an idea, something like this, yesterday. This isn't exactly what I wanted, and I might try again some time later in life. But it shall have to do for the moment.

I think it's funny that the relationships that we have in our lives can be so different depending on those involved. I feel that some relationships are so high maintenance that they need constant attention, like a fussy plant in a new corner of the house that will start to wilt if it misses one day of watering. Others, like the hardy cactus in the conseravatory, can go for days, weeks even, without water or any form of care, just waiting patiently for an infrequent interaction. They are always there, however, when you need them. I think that I must be a bit of a cactus type of friend. Just a bit less of a prick.

Despite not always being right there in your face, I like to think that my friends know that I'd always be there for them if they fell. I hope I managed to catch a particular one last night, and that they know I won't be letting go...