Being back with the old homies for a little bit this past weekend gave me warm fuzzy feelings and reminded me of the fun eclectic grooves of our college-age generation. One hilarious friend said that if we didn't all become alcoholics or universalists after we graduated we wouldn't know what to do with ourselves. I laughed-- especially seeing it befitting as we sat around and drank and laughed how life is straight up damn crazy out there in them real life woods.
Here are some findings:
1. Coffee. Beer. Coffee AND beer in a coffee shop. This is pivotal. We got the whole coffee shop persona, atmosphere that we're all like....Yeahhhh...I sit and drink coffee, write and draw. Get the creative urges flowin', converse a bit, really check out who's all at the coffee shop, give em a little Whats up nod, and ride the wave from there. Yeah, yeah, Find the wave and ride it. I nodded at the folks there, why not? If the coffee gets you too bubblin, then you got a beer that chills ya out. Genius or what?
2. Look cool, but not too cool. Edgy always, never predictable. "Try hard to not try." Love it.
3. Still true at any age... Boys are always boys. Girls are always girls. We all grow. just differently. THANK GOD.
Allison and I were on the way home and and we stopped by a gas station to grab an ice cold milk to accompany our journey. I was actually behind a fella our age in the line who was edgy, pulling the whole suave, cool thing going on. He smelled different, so i sided to the right and sort of leaned to his right shoulder to try and get a better whiff. Oddly enough, he sensed my presence, turned around in a bit of angst as if I was trying to stab him. He gave "the look". Psshhh, i thought. Why would you wear a fragrance if your didn't want people to smell it? Why would I wear a blue shirt and not want people to see that my shirt is blue? My sense of smell is extraordinary anyways. Am I suppose to consider myself a creeper from that? Nope. He wore the scent for people to smell him, so when he was aware that people were smelling him, he was offended. Maybe he has other issues but this is what this translates to me: He puts the fragrance on to make him smell good, but doesn't really think he smells good or else he wouldn't mind people smelling him. Burnnnnnn. Oh, the lessons of life.
