四十 [text]

So much can occur in a short time. Time is a bit surprising, isn't it? I am so old, it is sometimes difficult to remember just how much can be experienced in as short of a period as a year.

That aside, I have a question for the sake of the stories I occasionally illustrate. Why do you suppose some friends are on a different level than others? How does such a thing occur? The borders between types of relationships can be quite complicated, can't they...

Please share any thoughts on this matter. I am sure they would assist my stories greatly.


[STORIES... SURE... also, I'll probably be getting to tags a bit out of order just for my convenience, so don't mind that!]