*Please pardon this location post, but it's more for memory-sake than anything else. Proceed...S and I were seated at the table the other night. We passed papers back and forth. Post-its. Knots, too. Notes from long ago. It was a quiet Sunday night spent reflecting and talking about Life; something that long table at The Nook seems to render on a regular basis.
And then...out of nowhere...PINK! So unabashed. So bold. And an uproar from where we sat; laughter that couldn't be contained. Through the uproar I said something to S. In effect it was this: "You know those girls you admired when you were younger; the ones in their late twenties; Still single, with great jobs and lots of shoes? The girls living in cute houses who threw dinner parties, had plenty of friends and enough great guys to go around? Sometimes I look at my life and think, So this is what life looks like from here? From the spot I once wished to be? This is what SB and KC were doing all those years?" I looked at the pink which was still barefaced (we were still laughing) and then at S and said, "Do you think we're like them?" Taking the situation at hand into consideration, her reply (in all honesty) was, "Yes. But we're so much cooler." Here's to hoping, huh?
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