We talk about weekend plans, homework, and the events we buy tickets to. We giggle (while cringing) about the social norms we both find weird. We both casually mention going to church, although we haven’t gone past casual yet. We’ve started waiting for each other.

It can be awkward to remember that we only met two months ago and in another three we could easily lose all contact again. It’s awkward, but I try not to let it scare me. Because I’ve learned that friendships are built in small moments like these.

In these moments, we are two humans, walking side by side for a few steps out of our crazy lives. Making a real connection. I think I’ve been underestimating how powerful this is.