The only person who has a spare key to my apartment is M.D, my young friend. I introduced him to you a few days ago in a post “Matt Damon – a coffee with a star”. Here I am, writing about him again.
It has been raining for 48 hours, non-stop. My day ends. My mind is wondering around. When I watch the rain, all kinds of thoughts come to me. I think of how hard it is to make friends in this city. And when I think of friendship, I think of M.D. Especially because I haven’t seen him for a while.
He lives with a roommate in a very small flat. Last year I was away for two weeks. I told him to feel free to come by and play piano when I was not there. That was why I gave him my keys in the first place.
The last time I saw him was two months ago. He has gotten exams all year long. Seeing each other on a regular basis is not easy. That day I came back from work and when trying to pick up something on the floor, I somehow made a wrong move and blocked my back. I usually have some painkillers for that as it happens to me once in a while, this back pain. Not that day. I could not move and had no medicine left. But I had a prescription. I decided to call M.D. Who else could come, pick up the prescription and go to the pharmacy?
So, I called him. He came, picked up the prescription and went to the pharmacy. He did exactly what he was told to do. From the drugstore, he called me and asked: “Are you sure you don’t need anything else?” – “No, sure, just the pills please.”
He came back with what I needed. And a bonus: a Mc Flurry topping with M&Ms, a dessert from one kid to another.
He put me in bed. He smiled at me, quoted Gandhi – “Whenever you are confronted with an opponent. Conquer him with love.”, then closed the door and left.
Having him as a friend is a blessing. Keeping him is my job.