My sides ache from tonight. So many silly things. So much laughter. And it was all just kind of amazing, being with all these great friends. We stop for a moment and circle up, tell a story, make a joke, laugh until we can't breathe. And then walk again, the taste of sweetness on our tongues. We're the last to leave and cool with whatever. We'll bomb twitter later. Summer already has a great memory. This night; these moments, when there wasn't anywhere I'd rather have been.
|[a drawing i did earlier this afternoon]|
Has your summer begun?