My best friend

My best friend is called Daniel. We were classmates at school when we were six years old. Now we are adults, but we are still very good friends. Daniel is tall and thin. He has short brown hair and brown eyes. He is always calm. I am more nervous, so we are a good combination. He lives in Barcelona now. He is an architect and he loves his job. We do not see each other every week, but we send messages every day. Two or three times a year, I visit him in Barcelona or he visits me in Murcia. When we are together, we eat too much, we talk for hours, and we laugh a lot. A good friend is like a brother. You do not choose your brother, but you choose your friends.