An enduring friendship

There is this extremely well known guy who is very good friends with me. I will spare myself the trouble of going into the exact details of the how, when and where it all started between us. Anyway I will have to invent a lot of stuff specifically to make that story interesting and it deserves a separate post. So, for now, you will just have to take my word for it when I say that I am good friends with this guy.

I have known him since the time I was in diapers, so I can say that we really go back a long time. Our friendship is one of those model friendships that gets pointed out by passers-by who say, "Now, that's true friendship" while they are pointing to us. I don't think there has ever been a period, however brief, when he has been away from me. Through thick and not so thick, he has steadfastly stuck around. In fact, at the risk of sounding very corny, I can say that over the years we have grown to be as indistinguishable as a running nose and a nasty cold.

After that description, bordering on hyperbole, of how close our friendship is, I am sure you are at least a little curious to know who this well-known guy I am talking about is. Well, he is called 'Stress'. Didn't I tell you he was extremely well-known?

And before anyone asks, there is no particular reason for me referring to it in the masculine. My friend might just as well have been a 'she'.