Opening night at the fair and the Ferris wheel just lit up behind me. My friends are lost somewhere in the food line and I'm in no rush to find them. Come keep me company before the rides shut down.
Opening night at the fair and the Ferris wheel just lit up behind me. My friends are lost somewhere in the food line and I'm in no rush to find them. Come keep me company before the rides shut down.
Packing for the desert and realizing I can bring almost nothing — which means most of this pile isn't making the cut. Want to help me decide what stays?
Beat the sunrise by twenty minutes and now I'm cooling down in the hallway because the elevator's too slow. Sports bra, running shorts, and a whole lot of pavement still humming in my legs. You'd have caught up to me by the second mile, right?
Spent the afternoon turning the last of the summer fruit into something I can keep, and somehow ended up wearing more of it than made it into the jars. The apron's doing all the heavy lifting right now. You'd come up behind me and not help at all, wouldn't you?
Got to the taco festival before the line wrapped around the block and now I'm sitting on a bench with salsa on my thumb and the sun on my legs. Didn't plan on the shorts being this short but I'm not mad about it. Sit down and share these with me?
The headliner just walked off and I slipped behind the trucks before the crowd hit the exit. Still buzzing from the bass and too wired to care who walks by. You'd have followed me back here, wouldn't you?
The driver keeps glancing in the mirror and I keep forgetting to pull my dress back down over my thighs. Warm air through the window and nowhere to be for another twenty minutes. Want to ride shotgun?
Called in sick from my own afternoon and snuck up to the rooftop pool before anyone else found it. The water's still drying on me and I don't want to put my cover-up back on yet. You'd have stolen the other lounger, wouldn't you?
Bathroom break at a place I can't remember the name of and the bass is still shaking the mirror. I look like I've been dancing for three hours because I have. You'd have pulled me out of here by now, wouldn't you?
Thursday evening on a rooftop and the whole city looks like it's holding its breath before the weekend. I ordered something I can't pronounce and I'm not going home until I've made at least one bad decision. Want to be it?