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I am home for the weekend, despite my car's inherent shittiness.
Eric & I took the bus, fell asleep holding
hands for the darkened ride to Boston.
Last night I was sitting in my kitchen talking with my mom,
when I heard my name being yelled outside.
The yelling got louder and louder until all of a sudden
Faith and Amy burst in through my kitchen door,
pulled me out of my chair, tackled me to the floor,
and proceeded to hug me and kiss my face and tickle me
until I was crying I was laughing so hard.
So let me just tell you how much I love my best friends:
a whole lot. A WHOLE lot.
I love October, the way in Beverly October smells
sweet and burnt, mingled with
the mucky-but-comforting stench of low tide.
It was overcast today and I felt sleepy and content.
Eric & I took the bus, fell asleep holding
hands for the darkened ride to Boston.
Last night I was sitting in my kitchen talking with my mom,
when I heard my name being yelled outside.
The yelling got louder and louder until all of a sudden
Faith and Amy burst in through my kitchen door,
pulled me out of my chair, tackled me to the floor,
and proceeded to hug me and kiss my face and tickle me
until I was crying I was laughing so hard.
So let me just tell you how much I love my best friends:
a whole lot. A WHOLE lot.
I love October, the way in Beverly October smells
sweet and burnt, mingled with
the mucky-but-comforting stench of low tide.
It was overcast today and I felt sleepy and content.