Oh man! This was a fucking ride. It made me think of the little rituals I have with my good friends, and how at any point, those rituals could be the last time they happen, with an indeterminate future.

How the continental drift of friendship can start slow (with something like this) - but all it takes and all it will take, is a phone call to make come back together again.

I know that this sort of friendship is one that will endure, but what on Earth are you going to do for lunch once a week now?