Two years ago, my best friend moved to Australia. I miss him everyday.
I never really considered myself a "friendly" person. But I'm not one of those people that will exclaim: I hate everyone (even though that was sort of my motto in High School). The truth is that I was afraid or anxious. To quote the indie-rock band The National:
I have only two emotions: careful fear and dead devotion.
That basically sums it up. The way Scarlett Johansson's character, Charlotte, is alone in the above scene (from Sophia Coppola's Lost in Translation) is how I generally felt every day. I'd wander up and down streets, feeling like a tourist in my own town.
My best friend and I met around five or six years ago. We met through a mutual friend and -- to be honest -- I didn't really want to hang out with him. There isn't even a clear-cut reason for that, either.
We were into the same bands, the same kinds of movies, and we both rolled the same tobacco. I should have wanted to hang out with him all the time.
But, of course, something weird happened. He became the Bob (Bill Murray) to my Charlotte... Or vice versa, I don't really know.
He started calling me every weekend to take me to see bands play. He would say things like,
Years from now they'll write a book about this show. Don't you want to be there?!
He'd volunteer to drive out to Brooklyn, he'd pay for me/my drinks when I was broke, and he'd keep watch when I threw up in an alley. He became the best friend I never knew I needed.
Last year, we had a Skype conversation and after talking for about an hour he said something I'll never forget:
I want you to walk out the front door and make friends with everyone you see. Because that's literally what I've been doing and I think it'll be good for you.
I spent the past year doing just that.
Every time I watch Lost in Translation. I'll think of him and our friendship.
If you haven't seen it, you can check out the trailer below.