What are friends for? Friends are the hugs when our knees crumple beneath us. They are the filters who sift through a flood of words to hear our hearts. They are the hot soup on cold nights, and the songbirds on a spring morning. Friends are the spices and poppies and sapphires in our lives. They are the music, the sunrises, the lattes. These things, and so much more, arent the necessities of survival. This is the stuff of joyand thats what friends...