Independence Day

Last year I made a new friend on Independence day. A story in itself and not one to be told now. Perhaps another time. This year I have not made a new friend on this day but am renewing an old friendship. An old friend who has been with me through the good and the bad. A friend who listens to my thoughts without judgement. A friend who laughs with me, cries with me, that friend who speaks for me when I want to shout it out of my mouth but the thoughts remain unsaid.

Silence and the unsaid have permeated my life for much of my life if not the majority of it. Now silence can be a very good thing indeed and much can be expressed in silence. But I am not speaking of such a sensational silence now. No, we are talking repressed feelings and thoughts. We are talking frozen in time. We are talking fucking immobilized! We are talking polarized fear. Wait. Who's talking here? We are. Well who is we? My friend of course, and myself. We are.

My friend and I are talking here. It feels good to renew this old friendship and have some dialogue. I look forward to some intimate moments again with you my old friend. It's good to see you again. There have been times when you were the only one there. The only one. Perhaps not now but nevertheless I am grateful for your friendship. I feel you must be shared with others even it they do not understand or do not like you. It matters not. What matters is that you are there, that you are here.

Hello again my old friend, writing. Set me free again beginning this Independence Day.