1. The sun is back out. This is not just good, not just great, but grood. A hybrid of the two. I love the big blue Colorado sky, and as much as I enjoy the good t-storm, I prefer the kind that are fleeting and not making me question whether or not I'm going to be swept off to Oz or at the very least the eastern plains. I shudder at the thought. Welcome back, sunshine. My psyche has missed you.
2. I have ingredients to make soup. Now this might not seem very exciting, but knowing that I can make soup anytime is kind of awesome. Soup in general makes me happy, and I enjoy perfecting the many different variations. Mmmm. Soup.
3. Three. Three. I've drawn a blank. Two is good for now I think. Better than none.
What else is going on in my life? Well, the quarter-life crisis is more the situation, less the crisis. That is actually good news. Except my situation doesn't have rock hard abs or drink jager...
Speaking of jager, I went through some ol' pics of college days past earlier today. My heart definitely ached for old times as I looked through pics of summer camp, polo, bizarre theme parties, holidays, Denver bars, Switza, and whatever other random shit we all got ourselves into. Life was a celebration of anything and everything for six years straight. We celebrated just because it was friday night. That's an amazing kind of freedom.
It's funny to me that when I talk about those years with people, especially older people, they say you only remember the good times, you don't remember how difficult it was.
But in my mind, I wonder if I would want it any other way. Give me the memories of the good times. I have enough of the hard ones that I've had to harbor. If the good ones are standing out, that's an accomplishment in its own right.
Here's to the number three on my list: collegiate memories. We had a good fucking time, didn't we?
Cheers to that, lovies!
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