Aside from the fact that it’s slightly windy outside, I’m kind of enjoying the weather. It’s the smell of it, really, that makes me like it so much. It makes me miss going to “The Village” with Scott, blankets and pillows in hand, just so we could lay out on the track looking at stars and talking about the dumbest things. Weather like this reminds me of the night Sabey and I fell asleep in my front yard or the numerous nights that Shy and I had to babysit all the kids and we’d stay up until three or four in the morning, then go lay outside. Oklahoma weather is so indecisive, but I guess I’m okay with that. What up with all this reminiscing, though? Since we’re on it, why not carry on. I miss late night car rides to nowhere with Paige, singing along to all those baby-making CD’s I made. Having no idea where we’re going, but being completely okay with it, because even if we did get lost at least we were together. Bonfires in Scott’s backyard. Bike rides around the neighborhood, walking home everyday after school, “breaking and entering” someone’s house, the bus stop. You know, that life before real life? Not that I’m even anywhere near real life, but back then, life wasn’t as real as it is now, with college and having a steady job.
I miss that stuff.