FRIEND

Isn’t it sad when friends disappoint us? I mean what exactly constitutes “a friend” - you would think you would at least have to have something in common? It’s not like family where you have to love them, friends are meant to be the family that you choose for yourself. So what happens when you start to question why exactly you are friends with a person, when you realise you don’t like what they stand for? When you’re talking about something you’re deeply passionate about & they have no idea what you’re saying & vice versa. Have you just been friends out of habit.......or geography? What do you do when somebody you consider to be a close friend turns out to be just a little too pragmatic for your taste; a little too prosaic......what do you do? It's okay to be practical, to be rational but not when it comes to love.

It reminds me of “Musique” by Gustav Klimt - the girl in the painting looks so sad, so disappointed. Is it because she's mastered the instrument she holds but no longer cares for the sound it makes? Or perhaps she yearns to caress its strings but can't manage to conjure up a simple tune.