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Day 17 of Project 365: At the heart.

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At dinner with dear friends tonight the subject of friendship came up, and I was startled to realise that I have no definition for it. Maybe I never did. I know a lot less about life than I thought I did when I started keeping this journal. That fascinates me: I’ve lived for eighteen years longer than the me who started doing this, and I have barely figured anything out.

At least I have much nicer pens. (Right, and I have terrific friends. I meant to mention the friends first. Obviously.)

What is your definition of friendship?

Writing from: a soon-to-be dishevelled lounge in Edinburgh. Listening to: “Coastal Love” by HONNE.

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