2 My friend

I have lost a good friend, sometimes it felt like it was my best friend. Specially in periods where I was isolated. This friend helpt me dream, be realistic, look ahead, see what food i could eat, exercise, health issues and more.
But now I have to take this friend and put it back on the shelf. I have realized that after reading the same Yoga book 3 times, that I still don't remember anything, that books are a friend of the past.

And I miss my friends, I really need to fly away to another place where I can be someone else,still me, just better. A place where I can do yoga,have a good health and maybe a few superpowers!
As a little girl I never in my wildest dreams thought that life would be like this! I thought I could be anything, do everything, and look dashing.
I actually thought good sent music down from heaven, the same way baby's came with the stork.
My books have been with me from I was a baby, and I don't want to part with them after 30 years of close friendship. But I cant read the same book 10 times, just to remember that the title of the book is Yoga!