Memories on a Wrap Around Couch

The other day i was sitting at a friends house with some of my good friends. We were going to watch a few movies and just mess around, have fun, that stuff. But things didn't go as planned. Instead of having a bonfire or watching movies we spent two hours sprawled out on a giant wrap-around couch talking. Just talking, talking about the past years and telling stories about the funniest things we had done and said. It was strange how I've been friends with these people for years and yet every story was just as funny as when it happened. And then i realized why. It had been so long since we just sat down and talked that all those things came flooding back to us like they had just happened the day before. And the feeling of happiness like we had just walked out of the best joy ride of our life came to all of us. We just laughed and laughed at all the funny and stupid stuff we had done since we met each other that we started to cry it was so funny. There is one other thing that goes with this though. That even though it had been months since any of us had remembered these things we all did. That's the beauty of it. That we can hold to the memories that we hold dear to us until the day we die. So no matter how close it seems we are slipping into that black hole that is the oblivion of the life, we can always stick are hand the other way and hold onto those memories that makes us cry from joy. That no matter how bad life is there is always something we have with us given to us by people we love being with and around. So when it seems like you've only got a small hole of breathing room in your life take however many fingers you can fit through it and stick them in there and search around for those memories you hold so dear and never let go, cause the day you do is the day you give up hope. And that is the day that I hope you never have to see.

Just think about it
Tufte