I am writing this for my friend and I don't know what it makes me? a good friend or a male chauvinist. Either way I really don't care. She is a strong individual, perhaps the strongest I've ever encountered. She is the only person in my boring office life whom I would call a great friend. She is a great individual. But today she seems a little off the mark. She is lost in thinking. Thinking and be content is not her style. Usually she has lots of things to say. She never go short of topics to discuss. She always find something, anything to say. She asked "Do you think I am putting on weight?, I think I'm fat." "Why would you ask?" I asked "Nothing, yesterday we friends have a conversation at lunch and they said I m kinda fat but not exactly. I don't understand. But after that, I m a bit sad." I smiled at her. "It's a big thing for us, you wouldn't know" she said to me. I couldn't believe a lad...
Making sense of this world