don't leave the love.

Yesterday was yet another day out of school due to snow. My midterm exams were pushed back, once again, another day. I spent the day doing two things I love. One, I finally got open studio time (I took a video, I'll share it at the bottom of this post!). And two, I met an old friend at Barnes & Noble and talked wonders.

Tuesday night I got a text that said something along the lines of "Hey Tony. I know it's late, but we need to talk. It's very important." Next thing I know I'm meeting this old friend of mine at 5 o'clock Wednesday evening in Barnes & Noble. I had booked open studio until 4:30, giving me plenty of time to meet her. Being me, I got there 5 minutes before I was supposed to. I roamed through books looking like a loner. While I was browsing through, I came upon the romance novels. The intense ones, I didn't realize it. A women passed by me and looked at me with her eyebrows raised. I was thinking "aw jeez, it's not what it looks like." I moved to the "self improvement" section, looking for a book on happiness or something with inspirational quotes. All I found was Phobia's: I Don't Want to Talk About It and Do You Have An Addiction to Pain Pills?, I'm a terrible book shopper. (Do they have a book for that?) Anyways, my old friend FINALLY got there. She was 5 minutes late, being herself. We both bought hot chocolate, and sat down.

It started with her saying "I'm sorry for ditching you". A couple years ago, me and her were inseperable. Two peas in a pod, best friends. Something in her changed and she left me. Thinking back, it was honestly out of no where. It was strange sitting there with the remember when type of attitude. I felt older. We both felt older. We were more grown up then we once were. I told her "It's okay." and she kept saying, "No Tony, it's not okay." I said, "Alright, lets try this again. I forgive you." I mean, I had moved on and accepted that I lost one of my greatest friends in the world. When she first started appologizing to me, my intial thought was I'm okay now, I'm a big boy, and I'm not upset about it anymore. Then I looked at the situation differently - what would my 14 year old self do if he was sitting here? He would be crying. I was so happy she came back and appologized for selling me and our friendship short; after all this time.

I learned from this to never forget my friends and loved ones. They're my foundation and support. If I lose them, I am nothing. It doesn't matter if I can do five piroettes, if I leave the support and love given to me by others- I am no one.

Don't leave the love folks.

from that dancer guy to you,

Tony

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