It was the longest day that I've ever known, I watched you start that drive alone

I have my red hoodie back. It feels like senior year all over again, driving around with the windows down in flip-flops and running shorts coming down off adderall calculating ideas feeling hopeful feeling satisfyingly detached listening to the Arcade Fire as loud as my crummy speakers can handle, and chain smoking, and genuinely knowing, if only for the moment, that it's really just not that big of a deal. 

It's been a really monumental month.