We need to talk. We need to be heard. And we are frustrated, angry, unhappy, full of resentment. And we go to an old friend, whom we meet not very often but for some unknown reason consider him an old friend.
And he sits us in. Closes the door. Asks his wife to attend his calls for him. Turns off his cell phone. Makes us some tea. Holds our hand n says: now, what is it ?
The best gift we ever receive from some one is pure time.