Took an impromptu trip to LA one weekend with a girlfriend, and spent some time lying in the sun on Redondo Beach. I’ve been asked why the two of us are good friends. We are quite different, in terms of our priorities, ambitious, personalities. Often it takes me some effort to withhold judgment, and sometimes I don’t. I think the reason why we can remain friends is that she accepts being judged, even if she doesn’t accept the judgments themselves.
Earlier this week we had a Facetime call to catch up. She lives in Thailand now, in an ashram, and has a very different perspective on life than when we met. I started thinking back about another friend, who has had the almost opposite transformation. It makes me wonder how much I’ve changed in other people’s eyes.
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