Amazing Women in My Life Part 2

I'm in a time of transition, waiting and quite frankly a little bit of chaos and lack of familiar structure.  I just began week 1 of what I consider to be our week and a half of finals.  I have a test and presentations this week and to top it off four tests in two days next week.  Thoughts of the future (where in the world do I want to live? Travel? What area of OT might I work in?) continually pop in my head.  I can visually see time slipping through my hands.  I'm exhausted from my current state.  And, conversely, wired.  I'm basically a little on edge, liable to burst into some silly antic, a fury of productivity or tears at practically any moment.    

I talked to my best friend Bri today.  I was avoiding studying and, really, talking to her gave me a great excuse.  We started texting later (one conversation a day really isn't enough).  This is how the conversation went:

Me: I don't want to study anymore.  Is there a best friend version of running away together? Like a Friendlopment?

Bri:  I'm going to go with yes?  Come to New Zealand!!! [She's going over Christmas/New Years for two weeks]

Me:  Ok!

Bri:  Air New Zealand... Ready go

Me:  I am ready, I just don't know if I've mastered the magical go  

Bri:  Ah true.  We'll look up apartments down there [bay area] ya?

Me: Yes.  Btw I think the last text I sent is the story of my life right now

Bri:  You're magic

Perfect response that made my day?  Yes, yes it was.  She has a way of doing that, being exactly what I need.  Bri is also so beautifully constant as friend.  It doesn't matter if she has a boyfriend.  It doesn't matter if we are two states away, on different continents.  She has this unbelievable ability to maintain her friendships.  I've learned so much from her about that.  About the limitless strength of a female friendship.  We've never had a huge fight.  I think we may have had one little tiff before we became as close as we are now.  Living with her works so well, I never get tired of her.  Being away from her has been one of the hardest parts of moving southward.  

But I have this idea.  (She has it too, really).  That she and I will sometime very soon be living in the same fabulous city (probably same apartment), exploring and adventuring together.  Its like this movie that plays out in my head, I can see it happening so clearly.  The credits cut on us walking down one of those city streets: great shoes, wide smiles and all those unending, transcendent friendship secrets bubbling over and sparkling on the sidewalk around us.