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  • I have a friend from high school, her name is Claire and she was definitely a goofy individual. She’s really really into cars, so she could spew out a million car facts to you and also in high school she could name every single person’s car that they drove, make and model, at an instant. She’s kind of awkward, pretty lanky, um she always kind of tended to say the weird thing at the wrong time, but that being said, she’s a very sweet person that always brought a lot of joy to any conversation she was involved in. And she was one of our few friends that ended up going out of state to college. She chose to go to the University of Alabama while the rest of us stayed close to home at A&M, TCU or here at Texas. Uh, when we went off to college it was kind of difficult to stay in touch, we would Skype and text and call, but, uh, I really don’t feel like we kept in touch as well as we could have. And, um, you know, back here I was visiting my other friends, you know, I couldn’t really go see Claire, it wasn’t as easy. And so, it was kind of difficult going off to college, but you know, she still remained one of my very close friends. And our sophomore year she landed this amazing internship with BMW which is her favorite car brand and she got the opportunity to go and work for a year and a half in South Carolina with them. Now, she took this. How could she pass that up? And her second semester of her sophomore year she moved to South Carolina to work. And we continued to stay in touch as we had, uh, she was even further away at this point so we really just continued to text mostly and just catch up with each other every now and again. So the summer after sophomore year she came home, was able to come home and, uh, stay for the summer and she invited me to go to a concert with her in Austin. And part of me knows that she invited me to this because we had, I had a free place for us to stay in Austin in my apartment, but I agreed, I love concerts and I thought it’d be a fun time. So we ended up going to see The Head and the Heart at Stubb’s and it was a really fun concert. I hadn’t heard much of The Head and the Heart before, but you know, it was really fun, they had a good sound to ‘em and I was singing along to what few lyrics I knew. Claire really loved them, so she was enjoying it. And kind of towards the end of the concert, one of their, uh, really big kind of emotional songs played. Uh they played Rivers and Roads, which is a song a lot about distance in your life and change, you know, people coming in and out of your life and being far away and um towards kind of the big emotional climax of the song I turn over to Claire and I see that she is just absolutely broken down, bawling crying and I honestly, I didn’t know what to do much more than just give her a hug, ask her if she was okay. And she turned to me, tears in her eyes and just said, “I’m really sorry, but it’s just that this song just really got me through this past year.” And at that moment I kind of saw Claire in a different light, I really realized that she was having a tough time being so far away even though she was really brave to go out of state for college, to go out of state again to pursue her dreams at this internship, she was still having a really tough time and um, really needed me to be a better friend. And I realized I hadn’t been as good a friend as I should have been. And so, um, from that moment on I’ve kind of remembered to be a better friend and anytime I hear that song I’m taken back to that moment, at that concert with Claire, comforting her and I remember that I need to be a good friend and I’ll shoot her a text, give her a call, see how she’s doing up in Bama.
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