Sunday, July 11, 2010

Summer of 2008.

This summer is the best summer on record. Just graduated high school, gearing up for college, smoking, drinking, making money. I don't remember this summer. I remember words and phrases that defined this summer, but the memories themselves- the images and motions and sounds- completely evade me.

"Oh look, it's us again." Khadijah, Minh, Anna, me.

"Noodle nap time." Absolutely delicious Vietnamese feasts followed by napping and cuddling.

"Lank battles." Always the winner.

"Jeeks and Peter." Self-explanatory.

The rest is blank. Goddamn lyme disease. All I know is that when I
think back to the summer of 2008, it wasn't perfect. It wasn't without its faults. But there is a general feeling of goodness when I think about it.

I can look at pictures, and know that it was good.