I did a bad nap and was having a day. In the night, after work, I was like someone who was sleepy and disenchanted, but I had FOMO, like always, and went to Shayla’s birthday party.
This time FOMO was worth it! Every1 was fun and wanted to chat about noise and pop and dance together on the living room floor. The cooler was full of La Croix! There were dogs. I made friends with a girl from Providence and invited her to the Big Metal Industrial Sculpture for prosecco. Cole and I made puns and Max asked me to DJ. Ysidro and I threw our phones around “thank god they’re broken.” Shayla thanked me for coming, I said I had missed her/the crew. C is back in town and as I left we hugged in a way that communicated we would be making out later. Looking forward to that.