why does life have to be so hard???
why cant it all be fun and pleasant?
if these things all happened consistently one after the other it would be great:
hugs from those you love most
cardtable forts to read and play in
cold days and warm hoodies
mint hot chocolate
phone calls with friends you wish lived closer
my mom offering to help clean my house
and things from the past that i miss every once and awhile:
playing poker and gambling with smartees
playing scribble and all the giggles that follow
staying up way too late and just talking
not having to be the responsible adult