A love letter to my queer female friends

I’m a sociable person. I have huge amounts of love for the people in my life; the ones I’ve known forever, the ones I’ve met this year, the ones I turn to for advice, the ones who lead me astray. The list goes on. Before corona (BC), it wasn’t unusual for me to meet up with friends for a morning coffee and check my watch to realise hours had passed. I’ve always tried to fill up my weekends with plans and I can’t wait to spend unlimited amounts of time with people again.

Today though, I want to share the story of a particular few. Somehow, over the past year and a half, I’ve managed to find myself a group of friends