Just thinking aloud..

It's a weird thing, how friendships happen.

He loves the heat.
I hate the heat.
He hates the cold.
I love the cold.
He loves bass.
I prefer acoustic.
He's obsessed with cars.
I couldn't care less about them.
He's loud.
I'm quiet.
He's a teenager.
I'm a 20-something.

This list could stretch significantly longer, but I think you get the picture. We're quite different. But despite these contrasts we still get along pretty well.

It's a weird thing, how friendships happen.

He kept hanging out with me and my family and over time, the kid just sorta grew on me. He's like the little brother I never had. We may annoy the crap out of each other from time to time, but at the end of the day we know we can count on one other.