I was asked, 'who is your best friend?' I don't know. I don't use language like that anymore. It doesn't fit. I have friends that hold the keys to different doors of my personality. And some open my heart. Some my laughter. Some my sin. Some my civic urgency.

Some my history. Some my rawrest confusion and vulnerability. Some friends who may not be 'the closest' to the me, have the most important key for me in a moment of my life. Some, who may be as close as my own skin, may not hwv what I need today.

It's okay if our friends or partners don't have every key. Hah. How could they? It isn't a failure is they dont open every single door of who you are. The million-room-mansion of identity cannot OVERLAP perfectly with anyone.