Friend

My version of heaven

If I ever make it to a heavenly afterlife, it will be a corridor full of rooms, and each room will be filled with my friends, and we’ll talk and laugh and play board games and celebrate being in each others’ presence, not even noticing as time goes by.

Oh, and maybe someone will bring us food, too, if we need that there.

I’ve woken up from that dream a few times, and I love it every time.

But until then, I get immense satisfaction from being a part of every little heavenly gathering of friends here on Earth. Oh sure, it’s an extrovert’s heaven, and probably an introvert’s hell, but as long as I’m dreaming, I’d like to think we each get our own version of paradise.