Drinking becomes a crash course in friendship in the scariest and most wonderful way.
We all came back, high on camp feels and with a firm belief in our indestructible bond, to lives that continued like camp had never really happened.
Any time that I’ve told people that I had a tough time making friends in the past, they find it hard to believe because I’m such a social butterfly.
As humans, we go about our lives meeting people, making connections, and sometimes those people stay with us for a very long time. Why is that?
Let’s be real: friendship is magical. It’s the stuff that trust is built on and it’s probably necessary for human survival — don’t quote me on that!