I’m in this weird headspace where I know that I should be on panic mode because so many things are screwed up and NEED FIXING, but really, I’m floating in this mixture of comfort, because I have finally found “my people”.
The people I can call whenever. That I want to inquire about, that I want to surprise with gifts, that I want to spend time with. The ones that do all those things for me, too.
It took almost three years. But I found my people. And that makes my heart soar, regardless of how fucked up everything else is.
Friendship is so. important.
I am Leslie Knope today.