I had a small celebration, a party if you will, a gathering of plastic gold cups and friends, of hugs, and silvery laughter that refueled us, made us feel heard and understood.
And also there were photos that made us feel silly and cloudy. Lofted and fizzy.
I’m obsessed with the self-timer app and because when I’m with people I love, I have to capture it, like it’s a beautiful bird and I’m a running 4-year old with scraped knees and a giant net.
IEM GONA GIT YUU!!
And the crazy thing is, I wish I took more photos.
I was like, “this is it?!”
Well, there’s always next time.