A mate of mine goes hospital monday, he was a bit anxious yesterday, and wanted company, so i went to see him.
AND Last night with anxious mate re his hospital on monday, we may have consumed eight beers and a bottle of isla negra sauvignon *may have*
WE also may have chatted lots of bollocks
Good bollocks though, not the bollocks thats like sandpaper or turd.
But that would bore lots of people... hes a good mate.
We also spoke of need and not solving. Knowing sources of help but not asking. It was quite a deep chat.
Where neither of us draw on our friendship enough and sit as islands, all that sort of bollocks.
All in all was amenable , with a few disputed mooted points. I like convos like that.
We touched on some japanese philosophy too.
And we still are mates... which is phenomenal control and understanding.
If we were french it would have possibly been called a "happening"