Friends: lovely souls that are your best confidante when you need them to be, craziest accomplice when you need something fishy to be done, and a light in the dark when you're struggling to find your way. Friends are angels in disguise. But, as with every good thing which has a side-effect, the "angels" too have their little "un-angelic" moments.
Maybe it's my hormones doing the talking. Yes, I'm PMS-ing, and I don't expect anyone to lend their empathetic ears to my trivial tantrums. But, here I am, typing away, not caring whether a single soul reads this.
Anyway, where was I?
Ah, the friend crisis.
There are moments and there are a lot of these moments in my life, when I feel that my life is at its glorious best when I'm with my friends. There is suddenly every desire to show off to the people around us on how much fun we're having, how much boring the rest of the world is, not realizing that this is just a ridiculous and momentary feeling. In fact, it starts feeling just the opposite when we "hang out" too much sharing our space with each other.
It's true, and anyone who has had to share a room with a friend would completely understand this. The sacred space that is meant to be just yours and yours alone gets invaded by an alien and there goes your territory followed by your sanity. There's no other way for me to emphasize the importance and need to have a personal space for, almost everyone. Being able to spend time with yourself, alone, is one of the basic necessities of life, I insist.
We have evolved from wilder versions of ourselves, but that doesn't mean we are completely devoid of this beastly nature. Just as animals get provoked when their counterparts encroach upon their land, so do we, the humans. We lose our temperament and become our defensive selves, baring our fangs (wishing i had few!). In other words, we become people whom we wish we could lock away in a faraway sanctuary and never have anything to do with. Ugly picture, isn't it? Which leads me back to my nagging situation, and I will not hesitate to say it again: Space. Your personal Heaven on Earth.
