I miss my friends....

I have been reminiscing as I read the book The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, and I realize that one of the reasons that I have had a hard time the last three years is that I don't have a bosom buddy here in Sioux Falls. I have friends, yes, but not one of them would I feel comfortable telling that I've had a shitty day and just want to scream as loud as I can. It really sucks...my little sisterhood is all the way back in North Carolina and we don't all get together at the same time anymore...oh well, I suppose that's called life...