Last summer I flew to Ann Arbor, Michigan to see one of my best friends. It was the best week I had all year. I hadn’t seen her in four years so our reunion was long overdue. We went grocery shopping, walked in downtown Ann Arbor, went to happy hour, went to our first casino ever, tried new Pinterest recipes, and marathoned The Newsroom. Friendship is an amazing comfort. We were perfectly content spending time on the couch, talking, watching TV shows and movies, eating and drinking. I miss having my best friends in the same city. Now we’re all scattered across the country and it takes hours of plane rides to reach each other. Definitely makes me look back at our high school days as lucky, lucky times.