On FriendshipA Story by Dennis ShanabergOn the Fence?Friendship has to have been the worst concepts ever created. On the one side, and this I suppose is the plus side, declaring friendship to a group of people kind of throws a couple of people behind the wall with you. It's kind of like, hey let's hang out over here, on this side of Berlin. This seems great. There are a bunch of people that you like all hiding out with you while everyone else is left to mingle on the other side. And if anyone tries to climb the wall, that you think is a "tool" or "douschebag" you can just punch them in the face, kind of like an orc at Helm's Deep in the second Lord of the Rings movie. Herein lie the problem though. While I may view some loser in skinny girl's jeans as possibly cool, Gimli down the line is punching him in the face and he goes tumbling back into the throng on the other side. That friend is at that point lost forever, and it is almost impossible to ever get them back on this side of the wall. Additionally, the wall takes the other metaphor. The fence. Sometimes, someone that you befriend gives you that special tingly feeling inside. It's great and fantastic. But often times, though you can talk to that person all the time like the friends that you are, you cannot cross the fence that is your friendship. You are afraid that maybe if you hop that fence, it'll break beneath your wait. It isn't rare that sometimes you will just sit on the fence together. Neither crossing. Just sitting together so that you can be a little closer. It isn't unheard of that even this action, perhaps it's the combined weight of both parties, breaks the fence. And when you add in a third person. The triangle of fences gets even more complicated. Even when one is able to cross that fence, often times they miss what they left behind back on their lot of land. The fence then bars them from the things they loved. The friends they may ahve left behind. Sometimes, just the way they used to act. All the while, someone else might be peering over the fence looking at them. Wouldn't it be great if it was a little safer to ride the fence? Wouldn't it be great if we could tear down that wall? Good luck with that. © 2009 Dennis ShanabergAuthor's Note
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Added on November 11, 2009AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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