That is something that my daughter says in a funny voice, but it seems sort of appropriate today.
I got thinking about a really good friend of mine. We have been good friends for a few years now, meeting up for beers, playing toy soldiers, eating bad food, putting the world to rights - the stuff that good friends tend to do. We share a lot of views and have a way of inspiring each other, feeding interests, distracting with new ideas, etc.
I would say that we are really good friends and tend to be there when needed, as well as when there is beer to be had. The best sort of friends.
But there is one thing that bugs me about our friendship. We met once before, about 15 years before we actually became friends. We met up, started chatting, and then another guy joined in, took over and my friend went off, not be be seen by me for another 15 years!
I sometimes wonder if we would have become such good friends if our first meeting had lasted a bit longer. Maybe, maybe not. I don't think that either of us are the people we were back then.
Maybe we missed out on 15 years of drinking beer together.
Maybe we wouldn't be the best buddies that we are now.
I think overall I am happy with the deal we got. But I sometimes wonder.