A Most Unusual Friendship

2966 WordsJun 11, 201512 Pages
A Most Unlikely Friendship Lindsay Webb ENG121 – English Composition Brandon Bond February 24, 2015 A Most Unlikely Friendship It was spring of my last semester studying at a technical college. It has been a long 18 months and the chill of winter had just lifted. I found myself restless and lonely. I had left a long term relationship just before entering school. I had tried dating some, unsuccessfully. I had given up on finding a friend. When I least expected it the friend I wished for would enter my life. The friendship that would then develop between us was anything but ordinary. This friendship would turn out to be the biggest source of compassion and patience I had ever been afforded and it would also be most unconventional in…show more content…
I had been brought back from Arizona in late December. It took the days in between then and the second week of March the next year to begin to recover. This was only in the most elementary of ways. I had finally been capable of returning to school and thank god again for that. I was studying welding at the time in pursuit of becoming an artist. It was the only sanctuary I had. The loneliness would creep back in quick and I found myself seeking some kind of human connection. This time I turned to the most common source for that in this day and time. There is a large number of individuals who turn to Facebook daily to meet a need for social interaction. It has been my experience that the vast majority of “friends” on Facebook are the people who attended high school with me. This was initially a bit interesting. I could see how people had changed. I was surprised at how many I didn’t even remember. I looked in on them to see what they had become in their careers and families. I of course sought to find an old flame or two. This was all short lived and took only a small amount of time till I found I had no more exploring that could be done. I had been in the habit of going on for a few days maybe once or twice for less than a week every month or so. I would peek in, get bored and see it was not of much use. I would delete my profile and disappear again until I needed another “fix” of some personal interaction. My friends became familiar with my here one moment, gone
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