They laugh at my jokes, even if they are not always funny (it happens). They listen to my doubts and urge me to carry on. They think everything I write is Giller worthy (one of them anyway). They provide alcohol when alcohol is needed, and chocolate when chocolate is needed.
I may lose hope of achieving my goals sometimes, but somehow this wonderful group of people I call friends never seems to—better yet they make the now a whole lot more bearable.
So thank you friends, thank you Emily and Jess and Merissa and Kat and all of you, you inspire me, and you energize me, to keep pressing on at this thing called writing.