Sometimes you think it hid somewhere and days of silence pass by and then it pops out out of nowhere making a funny face, but it doesn’t work this way. Friendship doesn’t comes and goes, friendship stays, it’s always there, always around the corner. It’s about sticks found below a very important bench in a park, it’s about endless debates about nothing important and sometimes about very important stuff, it’s about ice-cream, about chocolate, about walking around, about being silly and dropping bags of chocolate over and over again, about shopping, about stories that never happened, or ones that did, about trains running on tracks above us, just like in a sci-fi prophecy from the past. About many more things. Friendship is always building itself. I like it a lot!