There is something so special and sacred about reconnecting with old friends. The ones who knew and loved you before. Before titles, status, money, or significant others formed any part of the “adult identity”. No fancy introductions or explanations needed to impress each other. Just being together and enjoying each other again is enough. These occasions almost always have an unwritten requirement for reverting back to your kid self, which explains how poor planning and slight irresponsibility can make for an excellent camping adventure. Four people in four different places in life.
This last weekend, love and authenticity genuinely shined.
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