A musing thought.

I’m fascinated. By the nature. Of friendships. By what it means. To be friends. I’ve been thinking about it lately. More than usual. Not for any particular reason. Other than I’m fascinated by the subject. What is friendship? Do friends draws lines with each other? Is there such a thing as unconditional friendship? Or does it take love?  For anything to be unconditional? Like I say. I’m fascinated by the thought. Enough to muse about it. --Jim Broede