Do you remember the nights when your biggest concern was how many constellations you could name? Those nights that you never got tired? You talked for hours with your best friend or lover or family member. You made deep
connections and slept soundly. Your schedule was nonexistent. You could lay in the grass under a shady tree and think about what things meant.
I remember those days before paychecks and bills. It wasn't so long ago. I spend time trying to regain my carefree youth. You know what is beautiful? A breeze. Sun filtering through leaves. Soft blades of grass against your skin.
I miss the days of Vans sneakers and IBC root beer.
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