My friend Mark is a free spirit. He has no profile on Facebook, no Twitter and no blog. I’d find it hard to believe if he had an e-mail address nowadays. Mark has an active social life, which he fills with new people constantly. He takes life as it comes, even if that means having to go through difficult situations sometimes. He threads lightly on this earth, usually not owning more than a handful of things. If he has his guitar, a good read and some clothes on his back, he has all he need.
Mark was my witness when my wife and I got married, some thirteen years ago. We met eachother by fate and by fate lost sight of eachother again. Mark and I met when I was 21 years old. I was a single guy, living in a small apartment downtown. He was living in a youth shelter nearby, for one reason or the other. Mark started attending our church and that is how we first met. We got along really well and eventually, we decided to share my flat.