The summer of 04 was one of my best summers to date. It consisted almost entirely of sleeping in late, driving to rachel's, and doing absolutely nothing with her and austin. We sat on the workman's couch for hours. Sometimes talking. Sometimes silent. I think at one point austin and I even hung out there when nobody was home. We just snuck in through the garage, poured ourselves some water and swung on the swings in the backyard.
The day Lindsey and I graduated from high school we went back to her house and slept on the back porch from 2 until nightfall. Only the cicadas singing us to sleep.
Some of my fondest memories involve doing nothing with the people I love.
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