My close friends and I form a sort of scalene triangle that looks and acts very strangely. Doug, Tom and I and form the three sides, each being very different from each other. All logic, all laws of the universe dictate that we should collapse; in fact, we should implode, but we have been best friends since fourth grade. The adhesive that holds us together works on the same principle of magnets, opposites attract.
Tom forms the oddest side, the short one. He is a man of strategy, strength, and ingenuity. Always the first to attack, he embodies an aggressive spirit while maintaining his innovative, outside of the box thinking. Don't stand in the way of Tom, but otherwise feel free to join in on the radical discussions he is always having.
Doug connects to Tom to create the top two sides of our Triangle. He is a fierce, independent spirit showing a total lack of care for anything not pertaining to him. He is the guy to scream "every man for himself!" Doug has a rancorous temper, and a foul mouth that comes hand in hand with it, but he has been a great friend since first grade
I form the base of the triangle and it's a feat only done with some Krazy Glue and willpower. I bring Tom and Doug together as their opposites. I never look for violence or physical aggression, I am the one who asks "why can't we be friends?." To Doug's amusement I form the base as a parent for the two of them. I am always the first to make a quip about his driving, and am the first to shake my head in disbelief for a dirty joke. To Tom I form the base as an anchor, pulling his outside the atmosphere thinking down to earth. I gladly take the load as the base, being nice when they are cruel, and calm when they are infuriated. It can sometimes feel like the weight Atlas had to shoulder, but that is what friendship is, we can all help carry that load.
The triumvirate has stood through thick and thin, as we grew older, the bonds grew stronger. Tom has kept us entertained and lively, Doug has kept us laughing and interesting, and I have kept us all together despite my grand changes. While Doug and Tom are the same two guys I knew in eighth grade, I look in the mirror and wonder who looks back. My quiet side left and my intellectual side stayed. My passive approach to life transformed into a vigorous one. That philosophy is what has kept us all in the Triangle for so long, it holds fast, and mixes with all that Tom and Doug have to say or do. Have fun, be nice, and take it easy. All little sound bites of the way I behave. These bits hold together the glorious band of brothers that is Tom, Doug, and myself.
Tom forms the oddest side, the short one. He is a man of strategy, strength, and ingenuity. Always the first to attack, he embodies an aggressive spirit while maintaining his innovative, outside of the box thinking. Don't stand in the way of Tom, but otherwise feel free to join in on the radical discussions he is always having.
Doug connects to Tom to create the top two sides of our Triangle. He is a fierce, independent spirit showing a total lack of care for anything not pertaining to him. He is the guy to scream "every man for himself!" Doug has a rancorous temper, and a foul mouth that comes hand in hand with it, but he has been a great friend since first grade
I form the base of the triangle and it's a feat only done with some Krazy Glue and willpower. I bring Tom and Doug together as their opposites. I never look for violence or physical aggression, I am the one who asks "why can't we be friends?." To Doug's amusement I form the base as a parent for the two of them. I am always the first to make a quip about his driving, and am the first to shake my head in disbelief for a dirty joke. To Tom I form the base as an anchor, pulling his outside the atmosphere thinking down to earth. I gladly take the load as the base, being nice when they are cruel, and calm when they are infuriated. It can sometimes feel like the weight Atlas had to shoulder, but that is what friendship is, we can all help carry that load.
The triumvirate has stood through thick and thin, as we grew older, the bonds grew stronger. Tom has kept us entertained and lively, Doug has kept us laughing and interesting, and I have kept us all together despite my grand changes. While Doug and Tom are the same two guys I knew in eighth grade, I look in the mirror and wonder who looks back. My quiet side left and my intellectual side stayed. My passive approach to life transformed into a vigorous one. That philosophy is what has kept us all in the Triangle for so long, it holds fast, and mixes with all that Tom and Doug have to say or do. Have fun, be nice, and take it easy. All little sound bites of the way I behave. These bits hold together the glorious band of brothers that is Tom, Doug, and myself.