Partying until 8 a.m. with only good people.
Drinking and coasting the rest of the night on the buzzzzz.
Speaking utter nonsense and making total sense to my neighbors on my left, and my right.
Reconnecting with best friends of yesterday, today and the future.
Crying from feeling so fortunate for all the good times, all the time.
All that high-flying, good-natured, rumbling, rambling fun from dusk until dawn.
You know, that shit. Those moments that forever remain reminiscent of and indicative of the beauty that is part-and-parcel of wonderful friendships.
It’s been a while.