Summer Nights

The summer has sadly made me realize I have no friends. Not literally (I hope) but pretty gosh darn close! I can count how many people I have interacted with this summer with the fingers on my hands. It's a lonely season, at least for me, and I can't wait for the fall to come.

But it's SUMMER. Filled with tales of adventure and wonder! I'm supposed to enjoy this time of my youth!

So far, it hasn't amounted to much. There are nights where I have a good time and hang with friends, sure, but the majority have been kept at home. I'm bored, to tell you the truth. 

The only person who has kept me company, other than my faithful companion (my dog) and my ever loyal partner (food), is my boyfriend. It's a lonely life, you know?

But tonight I am finally going out, I hope. Now, going out with my friends consists of a whole lot of indecisiveness and settling for less. We get aaaaaallllllll pumped for what the night might entail only to disappoint ourselves with chilling in a parking lot and chatting about our woes.

Now this isn't all bad. Our conversations actually get interesting. They stretch from hypothetical occurrences to philosophical universal questions. I love my friends and their many variations. 

Maybe it isn't what we do but who we are. We don't have to amount to anything spectacular as long as we enjoy the journey along the way. And that's all that matters.