It feels amazing to be reunited with the people you call your best friends. I happened to meet one last week. For respect of privacy, I will change his name for this post until the time is right.
Last week, I made plans with my best friend to meet up with him with Brooklyn. This is something that's been planned for weeks and always cancelled. Life, especially during this stupid pandemic, has been making our plans to get together. Now we finally picked a date and I had the money to travel down to Brooklyn and meet up with him.
There was a catch.
Not only was I going to meet with with John, I was also going to meet up with friends from his bible classes. I've been well aware that he's a Christian and has been attending bible classes for quite a long time. Some people think it's kind of ironic that here is a Christian who has a best friend who is openly gay. But John and I make it work.
I packed up and made my way down to Brooklyn. He and his other friends decided to hang out at this place called Pier 9. I never been there before, which made it more spontaneous. It was only one 4 train ride to Borough Hall. I arrived there in one hour and I made it to the Pier in 15 minutes.
It was beautiful and I ran into John in 15 minutes. It was like time never stopped. We really missed each other and I was so happy to see him again. I met up with his bible group. They were all grouped together playing volleyball. That's when I was really ready to have some fun. I love volleyball. It reminded me of the beach all over again. I took off my shoes and got into the action.
The whole game was fun for a while. I introduced myself to my bible group. Then I sat down and shared a beer I brought with him with John. It was a shared moment. We had an awesome time reminising about old times and current times.
We eventually departed the pier and then went out to the restaurant for more refreshments. The beer served there was actually pretty strong. I pint of it got me into that drunk moment already. So imagine how I felt after the second one. I was able to walk. I dropped off John at his train station which was the C train. We hugged goodbye.
Then I began walking back all the way to take the 4 train. It was a beautiful reunion.
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