We're approaching one year of this unlikely roller coaster of friendships, and I miss that place where all I could see what green so much more than usual today.
I remember how I felt the second we pulled up to the hole-in-the-wall motel we called home for a week. My best friend was overcome with fatigue from seventeen hours behind the wheel, and as patient as I wanted to be, I was dying, itching to brave the twenty minute drive and crush a mystery. One hour and two showers seemed like a fair compromise, and an eternity brought me to a backseat 950something miles closer to everything I missed without meeting.
I'm reminiscent and smiling. I miss you all and I can't wait to be there again.
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