The perfect heartbreak of perfect friendships
You can’t watch the sunset on the last night of vacation forever, you eventually have to pack your shit and go home.
One of the little delicacies of being in LA this summer is seeing a handful of people I feel so close to, but don’t see very often - and this week, a miracle, I saw two friends I met in high school. One I keep in regular contact with—I adore her, she’s one of my wisest most brilliant friends, and the other is someone I’ve seen only twice in the last 17-…