The Adventures of Beekle: The Unimaginary Friend


When in need of a friend, what do you do?
Some of us wait it out, and some of us set out.

The Adventures of Beekle: The Unimaginary Friend by Dan Santat
is a journey along with Beekle, to find friendship.


Do friends define who we are? Or maybe, who we would like to be.


Brilliantly illustrated, and it’s not just the colours.






The wait for something to happen can be exciting. But when that wait becomes longer than we expected, the uncertainty of it becomes our confusion. The possibility of it never taking place at all, that becomes our hopelessness.

What if we didn’t wait?






While Beekle decides to set out into the real world (and boy, is he surprised), it goes a long way to say that waiting can be replaced with doing. May not be towards the thing we wait for, even. Just something to do. Than wait.

Because doing is a great, great remedy for that nagging feeling of
hopelessness and confusion.









When we do get around to doing something, we must also carry patience in abundance. No one promised us results, immediate or otherwise.




Have you met friends and felt like you dreamed them into life? I love those!






I’m terrible at making friends. Rather, all my life, I’ve been found by a group / person, and have been adopted to their circle. Are you the same?




It’s alright though, friendship is awesome. It’s in a moment, or an incident or a moment of silence, and you find yourself a friend.


Look at that expression on Beekle.

A good friendship feels like a tall glass of hot chocolate. The first sip, warm and exciting. Few other sips, and you realise no worry is big enough when you have company. And the last long sip – dense and concentrated goodness.

Friends keep us self-assured. Of who we are.
And also, of whoever it is that we want to be.

The joys of friendship are anything but imaginary.



“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”

– Anais Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin


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