How I love thee so.
Outside a group of about six young men are taking turns at a game of chess. Drinking coffee. Chatting. Wearing glasses (several of them, swoon.) Long hair (one of them, swoon.) And wearing a white oxford with a skinny tie and shorts with scruffy facial hair and adorable shaggyish brown hair, SERIOUS SWOON–think the adorable Paul Todaro.)
And as I sit here typing and smiling and swooning (I love men.) All I can think about was how long ago it was that I WAS THIS PERSON. Sophomore Year Summer–affectionate known as crazy summer on Canadaway living with Katie and drinking 40s on the porch with boys playing chess. Do I dare say how long ago that was? Could it be 16 years ago?
Goodness those boys outside are just a wee bit older than 16. Toddlers. They were toddlers while I was drinking, smooching and learning the game of chess.
Gulp. Good thing I don’t feel as old or even look as old as I really am. I even wore pigtails out last night. Tee hee.
Life…
