we were walking downtown, the sun bright in our eyes, going in and out of stores more for the burst of artificially cool air than the merchandise. tripping over each other's sentences, being slightly obnoxious, laughing. the infectious kind of laughter that comes easily between people who know they probably shouldn't but are going to anyway. laughter about nothing, yet in that laughter there was an underlying hope, hope that this wouldn't be the last time we had a moment like this. and i was thinking i just wanted to bottle that afternoon and save everything about it, so i could reopen it later, drink it in, and let that feeling fill me once again. i could use that drink right about now.
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