During lunch last Friday, my friends M and N blurted out to me the good news: they have decided to become a couple.
Here we go again, I told myself. Two young lovers, filled with hope. It still amazes me how love can make people brave the journey again, and again, and again. Despite our tired feet and failing eyes, we still look for that pot of gold over the rainbow.
So here's to new beginnings. Wherever they may take us, through wide plains and rolling hills, black swamps and lush jungles, it's a comfort to know someone walks beside us.
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