Your life looks like so much fun, the message began. I’ve been following you for a while and I’m so jealous! I wish my life was like yours.
So, I’m going to ask a favour of you: Please don’t exploit our friendship.
Quicker than you can say “bicycle”, we were at the back of the store to pick out a helmet and asking someone to get the bike he’d selected ready for us.
Elbow to elbow, we took turns mixing salads and cutting desserts or passing plates to the next in line.
Forget about distance. Forget about time. Forget about whatever it is that’s holding you back and just start.