It’s been quite a while since I sat down to write. On a calm Sunday noon, when everyone at home was either busy with their work or lost in sleep, I found myself in my newly bought bean bag, sitting cozily, dwelling on my thoughts. The quietness of the moment nudged me to open a word document and let the words flow. 

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who constantly rewatch their comfort shows and those who get bored and search for new things. And there are also others who don’t like to watch anything at all(Let us skip them for now). 

I am the first kind. And for me, that show is Friends. No matter how many times I watch it (and trust me, I’ve lost count), it still gives me the same level of comfort. It’s familiar, funny, and full of moments that make you forget your problems—at least for 22 minutes at a time or until you think to stop it. 

I started watching Friends when I moved to Sweden, when it was still Winter around March and I was still adjusting to the new country, the climate and obviously with no known people around (Ah! Friends). It’s when my husband suggested that I watch Friends (he has already watched it once). I had to push myself through the first few episodes to get a grip of the characters. But once I did, and once I could get past the first season, believe me I couldn’t stop myself from binge watching it. 

It felt like a race for me to complete the episodes to know what happens next with each of the characters. 

Every time I rewatch Friends, there’s a tiny part of me that still believes something will change—that Ross and Rachel won’t break up this time. But of course, they do, and I go through the heartbreak all over again. And then there’s Monica and Chandler’s unexpected union in London—OMG, I still remember rushing through the episodes, impatiently waiting for the moment when the others would finally find out! 

Rachel’s outfits—oh, the endless discussions about them! Like so many others, I’ve been obsessed with her style. 

And even though I’ve watched the entire show multiple times, I still find myself rewatching certain scenes over and over—whether they pop up on Facebook, Insta reels, or just because I need a little Friends fix. Some moments never get old, no matter how many times they appear on my feed or screen!

Though there are some episodes I tend to rush past, there are others I never get bored of. Like the one where everyone finds out Rachel is pregnant—Phoebe pretending she’s the one expecting still cracks me up! And the following episodes, where they try to figure out who the father is? Absolute gold. Then there’s the whole apartment battle—Monica and Rachel losing their place to Chandler and Joey, only to brilliantly win it back. And of course, Rachel tried to keep Monica distracted on her wedding day because Chandler had gone missing—the stress, the chaos, and Monica’s “I’m going to die alone!” The meltdown makes it a classic. Speaking of weddings, Phoebe’s dreamy snow-covered ceremony was pure magic. And let’s not forget Joey—who always catches onto things way too late, except for that one legendary moment when he was the first to discover Monica and Chandler. I still remember watching that scene with my headphones on, laughing so hard that everyone in my house turned to look at me like I had completely lost my mind.

I could go on and on with this. To me, the reason to watch Friends is that it has no dark plot twists, no stress—just six people hanging out in a coffee shop, having mildly ridiculous problems, and solving them in half an hour. If only real life worked like that.

Right now, I’m watching Friends again—Season 2, to be exact. I know exactly what’s coming next, I can quote almost every single line, and yet, I’m still not bored. And the best part? I already know that once I finish the last episode, I’ll just hit restart and do it all over again.