My best friend Her name is Blanca, I met her about ten years ago in my job, we were cashiers in a casino. We used to spend a lot of time together during the job and outside it. Those were my bests years, we were young and we loved dancing and having parties. Some times we used to stay at my apartment or her house, it wasn't important we shared clothes anyway. Nowadays, she has two kids and she works a lot to give them a good life, I moved to Canada so we barely speak with each other. Even thought we speak less than years ago, we know that we are there. I really miss her. I miss to talk about my day with someone that would tell me that I'm boring because I don't want to go anywhere. I miss to talk about my issues and the small they are comparing with her issues. I feel blue or gray as she always said.