Events of the day have compelled me to this thoughtful mood that I seem to be in. I'm at current thinking of what my definition of friends and family are. Are friends just the people you respect and perhaps consider your equals? I myself think that they are that and much more.h Friends are the people that you respect and trust. They are the people that you want to see smile when you walk into the room knowing that they have had a rough day and you can make it better. They are the people that when t you want to go out of your way to fix that hurt. For me I suppose that I cherish my friends even more than my blood family. Don't get me wrong, I love my family and would go to great lengths for them but I treat my friends like a greater extension of that. They are my, "chosen family." They are the people that I am willing to share the core of myself with and would fight tooth and claw to protect them from all ills. Not to sound boastful but the few friends that I have kept over the years that know how I feel about them have always felt it to be a point of pride and honor. I let so few people into my personal world that I'm always slow to trust and open up. I've always put up the goofy clownish facade for the world to see and only the closest to me know how to see through the cracks and look at what is at the center of me. Yeah I know that this all sounds kinda emo but understand I actually am incredibly good at hiding how I really feel if I think I need to. *laughs softly to himself* Funny thing is that I know with fair certainty that only one person who I consider a friend will actually see this so I suppose this is more for their benefit than anyone else. If this post happens to make anyone else just stop and think about the world they keep around them then that I suppose is just a bonus to it and I an happy for you as well. Beyond that, may you all have wonderful days and may thoughts of creativity swim through your heads and out onto which ever surface or medium you work in.