I wanna make a ray of sunshine, and never leave home...

I don't know what I'd do without my friends. Over the past few months, I have really let myself open up and form little pockets of friends. I have my college friends, who coincidentally mix in with my high school friends super easily. I have my gay college friends. I have my straight college friends who I only started hanging out with after college and moving to NYC. And then I have one of my favorite groups. My NYC lesbians.

Don't get me wrong, I adore everyone and my closest friends are not actually my NYClezzies. But those women, Ginger, Popstar, SuperGay and a mix of others who float in and out, have a way of making me feel like everything will be ok. They support me, fuel me with funny stories and lessons about life. I live vicariously through them, especially Ginger.

Let me tell you, reader, Ginger's life amuses, teaches and gives me hope. It's funny to think that we both started out not wanting to be friends, but wanting to see where the connection would take us romantically. Now we spend evenings drinking wine and talking about the various women, or lack thereof in our lives. How is it, that in the lesbian world, some of our best friends can be the women we have slept with?

It's a simple question really. Lesbians stay in touch with their exes all the time. There is no separation unless absolutely necessary. It makes it difficult for us to get over the ex, but it also is comforting to know that the close bond you formed with someone isn't completely lost when the relationship is over. I just don't understand why straight people, and gay men for that matter, cannot stay friends.

Are the current significant others threatened by it? Do they not have the understanding lesbians have? When it comes down to it, who has it right? The lesbians? Or the straighties?

I'm really reaching for an answer to this one...so if you have ideas, please share.

Until the drama continues...