Yesterday was a miserable foggy soup that I found myself lost in for most of the day. Everything was in super slow motion. I was at home trying to get dressed. Most people can take 15 – 30 minutes, depending on the person. Whereas, it took me a few hours.
My friend K showed what a very good friend he is. I had sent him a foggy email minutes prior to him calling me. He called me, and on the phone he had me account for my keys, cardigan, Ipad, and purse before I walked out the door. He stayed on the phone with me until I finally made it out to my car, driving, and on my way to some place to eat. He’s a good friend indeed.
Then, after I ate, I knew I needed to get to a coffee shop. So I drove to one nearby, probably less than 2 miles, and then just sat there in the car stuck, unable to move. I don’t know why I was stuck, but I was. I was in the foggy soup again. I had been sitting there for at least 20 minutes when K called to check in on me. Sometimes the universe knows when we need friendship intervention, and I certainly needed it then.
K proceeded to take my mind off my foggy soup situation by being the perpetually endearing idiot that he can be. He had sound effects, different voices, weird jokes, bad jokes, off color jokes, and good jokes. He literally performed his entire repertoire for me while I was on the phone with him in front of that coffee shop. Or, at least, it felt like his entire repertoire.
We talked for such a long time that it became dark outside, but the coffee shop was still open, and I was no longer foggy.
Thank you, K, for being such a good friend.