Memorail Day??? No really.
Cant explain it, it doesnt mean anything. I so wanted to call my ex today. I needed that almighty validation again. Yeah I so in love with that word lately. Needy? Maybe but I sometimes need that somebody that was there, wherever i am traveling back to I need to reminisce with someone... else. Today was the Memorail days of my past. Memorial weekends of allnighters with lots of beer and laughing til you pee your pants. Family that drives you crazy but you would kill for without a second thought. Most of all nights beside a fire so hot and beautiful, mesmerizing dancing and safe. Music that everyone knew the words too. Stories of out past that seemed unreal. Memories of my grandparents. My Aunts and uncles. My brothers as teens, twenties, thirties. Us as kids, our kids as kids. My mom and dad sitting at the fire holding hands chatting between themselves. Laughing out loud. Crossing the street to check on sleeping babies, or sneak a quickie maybe. Lots and lots of beer. lots and...