People come and go, especially when you live the nomadic life of a traveling teacher, it is part of the deal and you learn to enjoy each encounter for what it is. You will go insane if you expect every person you meet to have some great impact on your life, yet their presence alone can alter the course of the future, such a novel thing we sometimes forget.  Some are good for just one night, others for a continuing relationship that eventually meets its end when your paths diverge, still more that will remain in contact with you over the years and a rare few that will stick, the ones that you can never forget or leave behind.

Memories are what make up most of these people in your pysche, and its perfect that way, sometimes memories are better than reality, however skewed they may become over time. Being able to appreciate and take advantage of the ambiguity of friendships in life is a skill only mastered by a select few. Some might not even think this view is a healthy one, but not everyone can live the way I do, people with no real place to call home must be resourceful.

In the words of the most enlightened philosophers of the century, I get by with a little help from my friends (I get high with a little help from my friends too!) and even though I may not be the girl who is reliable enough to be a bridesmaid or remember every birthday (am I just making excuses now about being a terrible friend, shit...) that is just who I am.  I couldn't live this life without the people I have met along the way, so while I may not always be around, I cherish every moment I spend with the people I have known, however fleeting it may be.

Do you neeeeeeeeed anybody? I need somebody to love.
Thats all I need. The rest is all icing on the cake.