friends.✸
friends come into our lives in all kinds of ways. some stay for years, some pass by for a moment, and some return when life circles back around. but every once in a while, you meet someone who leaves a quiet mark on you. not because they tried, but because something about them stayed with you for a little longer than expected.
maybe you know this feeling too. the people you meet while workin’, travellin’, in new cities, at events, or even in passin’. they share something with you without always realisin’ it. a thought, an energy, a spark. sometimes they guide you for a moment, remind you of something you forgot, or simply make you feel a bit more grounded.
that is what friendship means to me. not a collection of names, but a collection of moments that matter.
the people i write about.
a collection of those who left a quiet mark: friends, strangers, fellow travellers. each one gets their own story, in their own time.
the friendsbook.
up to you: have a place in my friendsbook.