Day Two: A Photo of Someone You Love
Manda was my best friend in high school, and even though we haven't seen each other in five years, I have always regarded her as such. She got married this month, and I was lucky enough to spend a whole week with her. Nothing has changed. We're still the two willing to do anything odd just to amuse ourselves. I forgot how much I need her, but now it's painfully obvious. I love her. She's my best friend, even if she does live on the other side of the country. I can promise that we won't let 5 years pass without visiting again.
