some friends

years ago i made a friend. we got along well enough, and seemed to have much in common.

years after that i met that person’s spouse. we got along even better. very, very well indeed. probably better than i’ve gotten along with anyone in quite a long time or perhaps ever.

it has occurred to me that the reason i get along with said person’s spouse so very well could possibly be that i am so very like said person.

this has great implications, i am sure, but i am not prepared to discover or apply them.

for some reason it makes me want to feel hopeful.

dangerous, dangerous.

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addendum
no i am not trying to steal someone's spouse