I have this friend, Sarah, who was forced to move with her family to Montana when we were 17.
Ever since then we've kept in contact, minimal but always there.
I seem to have this weird 6th sense for knowing when we need to reach each other.
Once I emailed her on the day her cousin hung himself.
Once I emailed her on the day her grandma was in the hospital from a stroke.
Once I texted her the day her dog died.
Last night I had a dream about how I needed to find her phone number to contact her about something, because I actually don't have her number ever since she got a new phone. Then, TODAY, I get this text message from an unknown number, and it says "Hey Tina it's Sarah. This is my new number. I am moving back to Washington on Sunday. Excited? I can't wait to see you."
good on paper
1 day ago