L and I got into a fight Friday morning. I've just spent two hours this morning trying to write about what happened, but it doesn't matter. Long story short, the fight's over and we're "good." I was naive to think we actually were "besties for life, no matter what" like we used to say we were. Whether or not she ever believed it, it's clear that it's not true for her now, and I will just have to adjust.
Of course the next time she finds herself in some mess she needs help out of, she might have some adjusting to do as well.
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