Last night as I was driving home from my friends house in Alpine, the world felt serene. I know that sounds sappy coming from me but just hold on a sec. The roads were basically empty, I glided on the freeway and it was nice to not have to sit on my brakes for stupid Utah drivers. The only people out were people packed into cars driving around doing nothing or coming back from something epic. I kinda felt like I was reliving a night from my freshman year. I was hanging out with my two best friends from freshman year, both of who are married now, coincidentally enough to guys named Chris. Though their lives have changed a great deal since we were wild, free and slightly stupid, hanging out with them was just as fun as I remember from what seems like an eternity ago. My favorite part of the evening was laughing slash crying from old stories of crazy things we did.
Sometimes I miss freshman year because everything seemed so much simpler then. Coming home late every night, eating like crap, having time to workout, being real friends with boys before their missions, going out dancing every weekend. I feel like we had so much time to play and be irresponsible. But even though my best friends have either gotten married, gone on missions, or become dating machines, I'm still glad that we are growing up and getting older and hopefully more mature.
There are times when I miss doing something reckless but I'm sure that will fade away with time, right??
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