âThatâs why itâs hard to make friends when youâre older,â she said. âFriendship is rude.â
Her friendâs eyes widened. âWhat?â
âThink about it! When weâre kids we decide who we like and stick by them no matter what. As adults, weâre taught to be polite.
But, friendship is an impositionâ at least, I want it to be. Call me after nine oâclock. Donât think youâll ever wear out your welcome. Overshare, show up at my door, go to the grocery store with me so we can waste another hour chatting.
Weâll never be friends if we spend all of our energy trying not to bother each other.â














