It’s always a breath of fresher air when my people come to visit. This time it was my dearest girlfriend Marcia from long-long ago and far-far away. Our story goes back to anxious preadolescent years when we spent every waking moment trying to grow up too fast. Marcia’s got the most peaceful, pacifying demeanor. You know that friend whose company you’re just relaxed in? There’s no pressure to make her feel comfortable in anyway because she already is. Just, happy. Smiling. Being herself and just letting you, be you.
When we weren’t day-dreaming about the fabulous old Hollywood themed hotel she stayed in we reminisced about old unforgettable boyfriends, life-changing teachers and good ole friends. The rest of our time we indulged in dirty delicious food. The kind that spends a moment on your lips and a lifetime on your hips. I know I know, we know…
Being the “responsible” adults that we’ve grown up to become we took our party of two to Soul-Cycle for a nice sweat sesh, at the crack of dawn. And then we threw caution to the wind and ended up at The Griddle for one last hurrah before she bolted town.
It was the most refreshing twenty four hours. I felt like I was on vacation even though I was always twenty minutes from my own front door.
Come back Marcia.
Life, Love, Lunge,