Friendships aren’t perfect and that’s OK

I like seeing those old side-of-the-road signs that seem to pop up on empty roads outside small towns like Buckhorn, New Mexico. You’ve seen them: the roadside marquees.

They advertise the last bathroom stop for the next 30 miles or the coldest beer you’ve ever tasted. Their messages are often missing letters. Lights flicker and they wear a coat of dust that gives them a sense of belonging to…