Here is my thought for the day in a quote from Sylvia Plath, the American writer and poet who married another poet, Ted Hughes, in a marriage that we might describe as being of hurricane force, but that is none of our business here. Rather, I would like us consider her view on the nature of friendship as set out in this quotation:
“There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.”
And where does this take us? In
