Warm, fuzzy feelings

There are some people I like so much. 
And it’s not that we hang out all the time, or they call me every day. 
There are people who I know will be there for me if I need it. OR who will party their asses off with me when the time comes. People with whom I can pick up a conversation right where we left off, no matter how long ago that was. 
Those people are great.
Everyone should have at least five of them.
I know I do.

Silly people

I enjoy silly people. They’re great. Most of the time, I like being one of them. We’re a great bunch, us silly people.

Joel and I spent an hour playing Pictionary today. Tomorrow, we’re going to have a treasure hunt.