Tonight I drank enough to make up for the last six dry nights.
There we were, first-semester students with bottles of wine, sitting in a dorky metal-chaired circle in the lawn.
It was good.
These people I have met are simply incredible.
But now I miss the way my husband smashes me into the mattress.*
Seven more days to go.
I will enjoy them.
But I also look forward to the simple joy of being overcrowded in a bed.
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* again. FYI: not sexual.
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2 comments:
Mayumi -
The next time you're in Vermont, you'll have to let me know. I live in Albany, and from what I can tell I'm pretty darned close to Vermont. We should get together for dinner or something :)
-Sarah MM
I'm surprised you guys waited six days to drink. Banzai!
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