Thank You for Being a Friend

So.

Tonight, for the first time in an exceptionally long time, my friends and I spent an extended period of time together. Just the four of us. We realized last weekend that we hadn't spent time together alone since Roscoe Village, which was almost two months ago. We don't do stuff like that. We used to be together every minute of every day.

But really. There's something inexplicably amazing about sitting outside a dressing room listening to two of your friends bicker over whether or not one of them had worn a milkmaid-esque headband to school the day before while listening to the other quietly mumble along to "Hey Jude".

I miss my life with them.