Ayear ago, the day before Jimmy left to Southern California, his fingers traced over my dusty car, leaving the words "friends forever" momentarily on the trunk. I'm beginning to believe it. In the many melancholy days I've had since then, Andy and Jimmy have been by side throughout. I'm thankful. Daily.
I love these days. When you can feel the tingle of every molecule in your body. Of your existance. And you know you're exactly where you're supposed to be.