Our Sanctuary

She just called out of the blue; after such a long time of going missing she called. I can't believe it but I’m glad she did. Who is the she I'm referring to? Well my best friend of course! A.A.M or Dude, our call was cut short but at least I heard her.

So anyway I found myself explaining to my roomie about my best friend and I had none so I told her the story of our lives instead. She came to the conclusion and we were nuts! Medically prescribed unfit to roam the streets freely! I can't deny it though; we are crazy. Being nostalgic and searching memories etched in my sub cranial, somehow retelling those stories to a stranger outside of my Bluetooth range made me relive it all.

There were some memories that I have forgotten but I’m glad I returned and dug them back up again. What Dude and I had was a relief from all that was out there. This post isn’t about how we ended up becoming friends and conquered the world with our mighty fists of glory but of how our unexpected friendship detain what was out there from our lives.

There is no denying that people see us as two perky best friends without a problem in the world but they wouldn’t really know and I’m not here to reveal anything outside the walls of our friendship. There’s no journey without bumps and bruises on the road but as we took our own paths we faced worst without each other.

Being separated at first wasn’t the worst thing but it became worst somehow we learned to cope and live different lives; becoming different people. When we meet up those factors didn’t stop us from communicating but instead gave us enough knowledge to know each other without being physically there.

When I was coming to the end of our adventure as I was telling my roomie she asked me a question I never asked myself but somehow forgotten.

“What is Lala Land?”

Lala Land, I haven’t said it more than a year and I surely haven’t been there even longer. How could I forget our grand escape from reality? Our safe heaven? Our sanctuary? Maybe because I know that there’s no escape from reality, maybe, just maybe I’ve grown up.

I’m glad I took the pathway back to the past because now Lala Land exists again. It’s there for the reason we found it. Our escape.

Lala Land is where we escape to forget everything and do everything we want, be anything we want but most of all where all dreams come true. I’ve always thought that it was temporary but now when trying to explain this place to others it means much more.

Whoever knew two odd girls would have found a way out and come back again?

Dude, thanks for always being there when I needed you and I hoped I did the same for you. Every time you read this I’ll admit I miss you and I can't fully live without you. Thank you for helping me escape, I wouldn’t have the courage if it hadn’t been for you.

 I love you dude.