I could tell you about going back to college and missing her. I could tell you about flying to see her in Texas. We ate popcorn and watched shitty movies all night. She was still the same Katie that had been my best friend my whole life. I could kiss her gently. Whatever our relationship had been, well, it was different now.
But that would take far too long.
Here’s What Happened When I Slept With My Best Friend
We promised to stay in touch and Facetime and text. I could tell you about going back to college and missing her. A mile or so from my house, Katie suddenly veered left. A new Thought Catalog series exploring our connection to each other, our food, and where it comes from. I could tell you about the nervous giggling and the week of pretending nothing happened.