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My Best Friend Lives in Boston

This is Kate.

Kate

This photo was shamelessly stolen from Kate’s Facebook.

Kate is my best friend. We met in college, roomed together for two years and tried to spend every waking moment together. Our friends knew that if you invited one of us, you had to invite the other, and I think collectively we were known as KateandMegan.

Kate is my “person”. I talk about her all the time. She is someone who I know I can call when I am having a problem and she will give me blunt honest advice and I will listen to that blunt honest advice. I know that I can also call her when I want to tell her something funny because we have a similar sense of humor. We always pick up or respond no matter what, or leave obnoxious voice-mails.

We know each others’ likes and dislikes and the tiny quirks that make each other special.

She is weird and I am weird and we can be super weird together.

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