My VEISHEA

The following are random pieces of my weekend. Some are significant, others are just passing feelings or thoughts. They are not in chronological order, or really any order at all. I don't see any need to describe it in a deeper or more sensible way. This is how it was:

Pool and pancakes.

Beer. Lots of it.

Shortest hangover ever.

Uncertainty.

Music.

Beer pong.

"Good things or bad things?" "Good things. Really good things." "...I believe you!"

Driving that goes nowhere, conversation that goes everywhere.

Eric is the "Smoke Bubble Godfather". Anyone who says otherwise gets whacked.

You slept in. I win.

Brett needs 3 scopes because of how gangsta he is. 270 degrees of rotation.

VEISHEA food. I should have gotten "The Grinder", but the meatball wasn't bad.

Mike and I are "the muscle".

Thinking about the future.

Friends.

"I missed you so much..."

An end that had to come.


Again, none of these little snippets are in any particular order. I feel... bittersweet. If I could rewind to Thursday at 7PM and relive everything up to Saturday at 10AM, then I would spend quite a while doing so.