Futurama...

There's this great kick-ass futuristic cartoon going by the title Futurama. Containing a robot, a one-eye girl, and a blur-block of a chap, it's like a futuristic version of the Simpsons, just as rude, irreverent and dusfunctional. After all, it was created by the same person, the very great Matt Groening.

Futurama is also what I called an old old friend of mine. (Now don't ask me why Futurama is called Futurama. It just is, and don't ask so many questions!)

So old a friend Futurama knew me by my every action, my very character, my every flaw, and my every thought. (Well, almost all anyway) Futurama had an uncanny sense of what I am, which is why I got freaked out so badly sometimes. Futurama can complete almost sense what I think sometimes, and I could have sworn, would have finished my sentences for me, if given the opportunity.

Almost like soul mates don't you think?

If you noticed, I spoke of Futurama in the past tense. Even for the most perfect of relationships, it can come to a premature and abrupt end, if not cherished carefully. So now, I can only wonder what the friendship would have turned out to be like, if only we had continued.