sitting in the passenger seat
and drinking orange juice
and going to the gas station
and seeing Brian at the drive-thru
and putting a stopper in my coffee
and opening doors for people (unless they rush)
and pad thai from Maine
and making waiters(waitresses?) feel confident
and Frank Sinatra
and bedrooms with 70s decor
and pretty blonde friends that play tennis
and coming home to my roommate
and hearing my cool friend sing
and longboarding
and playing music
and hearing stories
and folding scarves
and somersaults
and being the only ones dancing in a room of 500
and cleaning up after assemblies
and staring blankly into spotlights
and laughing out loud (and in my brain)."
giggle, giggle, giggle.
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