The Nita

mnfiddledragon, my friend

I have this friend - she and I have never seen each other face to face. We've never heard each other's voice. We could probably walk down the street past each other and never notice it.

Then again - every time my heart aches and I call out for help - she's there. I've listened to her frustrations & joys and she of mine. A common sense of "I will live my life as I choose - I am not harming anyone, so you'll kindly get the fck out of my way while I do it."

We might pass each other on the street without knowing it - but I suspect we'd both blog about passing this woman on the street and the strange feeling of connection as it happened....