The last several days have been nothing short of a whirlwind, but a whirlwind of the best kind. On Wednesday morning Dylan returned to the States from his Peace Corps duties in Mozambique, and we didn't waste any time: Thursday night (the first night we both had free) I drove up to Tyler's place after work, and the reunion celebration began (during which the photo below was taken). We had two full days of hanging out, and now I'm house-sitting Mom and Dad's place in Dayton through Sunday, and on Monday Dylan and I are hanging out again. It's so good to have him back, and the best part is that there's no awkward "Hey you've been gone a long time..." followed by social adjustment: as always, Dylan and I just picked up where we left off, and we caught up on each other's lives, sharing our girl stories and talking about music and making ridiculous jokes like we used to do when we lived in Dayton. It's weird to think that we hadn't seen each other for almost if not over a year. So much has changed, and so much has remained the same.
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| Best buds since 5th grade. Gotta love dem Yosick Twins. |
I'm going to finish this iced soy caramel macchiato--my favorite Starbucks treat--and then head back to the house to continue plowing through "The Procyon Strain: Book One" while playing The Black Keys over the stereo-system. Oh: I heard The Black Keys on a classic rock station tailored to those in love with Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Pearl Jam, etc. That pretty much made my drive up to Dayton.
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