We named him "Baby"

Sitting in silence is fun when you're surrounded by nakey paintings at your job. But it really isn't.

I've decided to give up on "best friends." The more I think about it, the more I dislike the term best friend. I used to believe in them and have best friends and do the friendly best friend things like giggle all night, tell secrets, have sleepovers, talk for hours on the phone, shop, sing like a loser with best friend, talk about boys, try to impress boys, et cetera. And I consider past best friends as the best friends that I will ever have because I had a relatively happy chidhood and they helped to make it happy; my innocence of childhood is cemented within those friends that were once my best friends. But today, sitting in this museum (which is quite nipply), I've decided to ditch the term best friend. I feel like I'm too old for it; it is an association with happier, girlier times from my childhood. I am becoming an adult, and I may have good friends with whom I'm close, but I don't have that "best" friend. The person that surpasses every other friend that I have met ever. No one is worth getting that close to to be considered the "best." No one is ever the best to me. I don't tell any one person everything; I tend to scatter my secrets and thoughts with different friends depending on the topic, so forth. I want to use the term "better friend" when describing them to other people...and describing those "better friends" to the better friends themselves. Everyone else is a good friend or just a friend that I have, but no one will ever be best to me again. That title is tainted in my eyes and has been since high school. Because I believed in best friends and the giggles and tears and love and secrets and trust and that belief was shattered and I can't believe in something that I'm not sure exists. Especially after it fell through the cracks on one occassion. So basically, no one is my best friend so dont be offended if I just call you my "better friend" or just a good friend. No one can be the best because that implies perfection and no one is perfect...especially to me.

I'm sick of the importance of useless titles. They only prove things to others, never to yourself.

I had an opinion that didn't matter

I had a brain that felt like pancake batter

I got a backyard with nothing in it

Except a stick, a dog

And a box with something in it