"Pinceladas" are brushstrokes in Spanish. I plan to paint a hundred days in a row, a paragraph at a time.
Day 35 ~ Buddies
I reunited with a friend I hadn't seen in five years.
We met at work sixteen years ago, in March. We
started having lunch dates and at an early one,
she said, referring to a member of my team who was
training me: "Too bad you don't work for my team,
then you could date X." X turned out to be the
love of my life and the father of my son. She
moved to a different state just nine months after
I met her, but we kept the friendship. I can count
on seeing her every
five years,
when her husband comes back to attend alumni
reunions. In between, we usually have hour-long
conversations every couple of months. We both like
deep heart-to-heart conversations, although we can
take on light ones, like the witticism that
started our friendship.
Day 100 ~ Completion
This will be my last par...