A good conversation

Today I had such a good conversation. Part of the experience of going abroad to study is meeting many different people, from different countries, with different backgrounds, culture, language, families, ways of thinking. I met good friends during my first time abroad in Lisbon, and I got to reunite with them while here in China. They were for me an example of what a good friendship was like, and what surprised me more at that time was the ease with which they accepted my feelings and thoughts on different subjects. We don't agree on everything, and some of our likes are opposite, but we don't need to be alike to enjoy our company. Even after so many years apart, the connection remained the same. How incredible is that? And yet, I guess I had forgotten that initial feeling. I feel like I forced myself into situations in the past that were not good enough just because I felt like "that's what friendship is like", feeling that friends are supposed to be this or that. At work, the past…