10.14.2015

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Coming home exhausted on a Friday night, it’s either mindless Netflixing and scrounging around for food in the fridge OR a spontaneous road trip to Pace Bend Park, only to find out there’s an after dark camping fee which we refuse to pay, opting for a sketchy marina instead. We drink red wine from plastic cups, creep out onto the ominous-looking dock to watch for shooting stars, and swap stories about our past and present. Poor planning, maybe. Memories made, absolutely. Life is good with a roommate named Carolyn.