What I miss...
So the other night I found an old cd that a friend made for me. Actually I cannot recall if Kat made it for me or if I simply compiled all the songs we were listening to at the time and burned it myself, but either way she's the first person I thought of.
I realize that I miss those days. I miss hanging out with a group of people where there was no drama for the most part. I miss sitting in a hot tub full of people drinking a beer and laughing at all hours of the night. I miss listening to rock music one day, rap another day and country music another day.
I miss weekend trips to LA in the land of California where my eyes were opened and I saw the world on my own for the first time. I miss drunken trips to a bar call InCahoots (or however the hell you spell it). I miss sitting around a bonfire on the beach, singing songs while a buddy played guitar. I miss the smell of the warm air of San Diego and the knowledge that in the dead of winter I could walk outside in a bathing suit and hop into the pool and hot tub.
Just some thoughts...I miss the Navy crew...
I realize that I miss those days. I miss hanging out with a group of people where there was no drama for the most part. I miss sitting in a hot tub full of people drinking a beer and laughing at all hours of the night. I miss listening to rock music one day, rap another day and country music another day.
I miss weekend trips to LA in the land of California where my eyes were opened and I saw the world on my own for the first time. I miss drunken trips to a bar call InCahoots (or however the hell you spell it). I miss sitting around a bonfire on the beach, singing songs while a buddy played guitar. I miss the smell of the warm air of San Diego and the knowledge that in the dead of winter I could walk outside in a bathing suit and hop into the pool and hot tub.
Just some thoughts...I miss the Navy crew...