Tell us the origin story of your best friend. How did you become friends? What is it that keeps your friendship rockin’ after all these years?
I never met anyone like her: a poet who’s good at motorcycle maintenance, an athlete whose soul is close to the angels… But maybe she’s an angel?
Rarely we talk about who we are: we just are, we, she and I, the best friends in the world, in the kitchen, on the road, at the gym, in the mountains… Shall I say it?
We, in bed too. After all this is where we first met. But it was only a preamble. My best friend, my lover, my wife.
Language evolves. The meaning of a word can shift over time as we use it differently — think of “cool,” “heavy,” or even “literally.”
Today, give a word an evolutionary push: give a common word a new meaning, explain it to us, and use it in the title of your post.
Yes, I have paged you, and, no, it has nothing to do with those bleeping little boxes of old: you are on my page, pictures, quotes, smiles and all – not only you have been added, but my page has captured “us”, our friendship, our love, the way you look at me and I look at you…
It may be the page of a blog, a facebook page, or a page in my new book: you are now immortal, for this page can travel in space, in time, transported in an aircraft, sent to the Moon or Mars…
You have been paged: we are now public, it’s official, everyone knows we are together.