That summer with Josh, driving up the coast in the warm summer sun, and thinking that sometimes, you DO get exactly what you need when you need it, in the form of a friend.
Standing around the kitchen island at Devin's with her family, eating and laughing and dancing.
Maximus as a kitten, a tiny ball of black and white fluff, that was determined to explore anyplace he pleased, thankyouverymuch.
Sitting on the swings with Bug (not her real name, but I could never get out the habit of calling her that. Still do.) as kids, and singing country songs.
'Looking at you through a misty moorlight, kadydids singing out a melody, what was I supposed to do, standing there looking at you, lonely boy far from home. Maybe it was Memphis, maybe twas the southern summer night, maybe it was you, maybe it was me, but it sure felt right.'
That time Brent and some of the girls and I went to the beach at 3AM to stake out a firepit for a Memorial Day Picnic, and we sat around a fire, bundled in old blankets, eating donuts and watching the sun rise over the bay.
Deacon taking me for a moonlit ride on his motorcycle in the Minnesota summer night.
Standing around the kitchen island at Devin's with her family, eating and laughing and dancing.
Maximus as a kitten, a tiny ball of black and white fluff, that was determined to explore anyplace he pleased, thankyouverymuch.
Sitting on the swings with Bug (not her real name, but I could never get out the habit of calling her that. Still do.) as kids, and singing country songs.
'Looking at you through a misty moorlight, kadydids singing out a melody, what was I supposed to do, standing there looking at you, lonely boy far from home. Maybe it was Memphis, maybe twas the southern summer night, maybe it was you, maybe it was me, but it sure felt right.'
That time Brent and some of the girls and I went to the beach at 3AM to stake out a firepit for a Memorial Day Picnic, and we sat around a fire, bundled in old blankets, eating donuts and watching the sun rise over the bay.
Deacon taking me for a moonlit ride on his motorcycle in the Minnesota summer night.
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