...is what happens when you're not blogging.
Three of the Campers are here for the weekend. We are having a blast. Just talking to people you've known since you were a child is both calming and exciting at once.
You finish each other's sentences. You share secrets. You drink a lot of liquor and you're not afraid to say something stupid. You make references to things that happened twenty years ago.
Yes, R., we've known each other 20 years. Creepy, eh?
Next one of these things will be in Toronto.
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