If we could fly

They used to tell me to stay away from bad company. When I grew up, I chose only bad company, who do what I do without guilt. We share gossip with sacred intimacy. We sleep on the sidewalk listening to songs, not caring about passersby. We roam long travel routes without thinking. We make mistakes and are lazy with care and talent. My life was shaped by their presence. As for my ideal friends, none of them survived to complete life with me.