Driving 14 hours with my very best friend and enjoying every minute of his company.
Lying on the grass, eyes closed behind my sunglasses, soaking in North Carolina sun, and accepting a glass of preposterously sweet white wine from Amy while I listened to Erin and the Lauras and Anna and Courtney talk.
Staring across Chadwick’s bonfire-lit back yard party at 50 people, two thirds of whom I’d never met before, listening to loud music and drinking seriously alcoholic fruit punch from a red solo cup.
Having the kind of friends who make buttons that say “What Jenica said”, and then wear them all weekend.
Waking up in a tent, more than a little hung over, staring at the dancing shadows the leaves were making on the roof and thinking, “I’m not getting up yet.”
Having a just-a-few-hours-notice backyard cookout with my college roommates and their families… 10 hours away from home. Because we could, and it sounded fun.
Staring in wonder at the heat-distressed tiles lining the belly of the space shuttle Discovery while Justin told me about the science behind heat shielding.
Driving 10 hours home with my very best friend and enjoying every minute of his company.
I needed that.