Oct 09, 2006 22:17
I knew, in the summer, that those days were the best.
Everyone was alright with eachother, everyone was happy with eachother. We lived together in Jen's tiny house, smoking, laughing, sleeping. Occasionally we stepped out into the real world, but we always came back.
I appreciated every moment while it happened and I think that feeling may actually be more painful then taking it for granted.
Jen, John, Nolan, Meg, Tree, Kendall, Anthony
My cherished group.
My beautiful friends.
Can we see past everything and stay happy with eachother?
That's what I want to hope for now.
Good memories.