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It was late, or…was it early?
And we didn’t notice either.
At least not for a while
We just loved that balcony
Jacob and Carlos took turns with the guitar.
We would all sing if we recognized the melody
And our neighbors didn’t seem to mind
It was an eclectic mix of people
Two girls sat near (Caryn’s the unimportant one)
They kept telling random babble to each other,
Very pleased with themselves
Back to back to back inside jokes
(this isn’t making much sense, but neither did the person that arrived next)
This kid kept asking ‘Kamchatka?’ (the only vodka that can be frozen solid)
as he pushed the bottle up against everyone.
At times he yelled random French
and asked Jacob his name repeatedly and aggressively
Until suddenly, he lost interest in doing that.
He decided playing the guitar would be appropriate
We were just weirdly amused.
Gus, my brother, sat on a corner cuddled with some girl.
He looked awkward and a bit uncomfortable
I always assumed it was part of his demeanor.
He gets grouchy at times (I can be very annoying).
Fast forward two years and now:
Jacob ended up being unexpectedly the one person who
understood my quirks (random topic changes, existentialism, banalities)
Now we’re the ones making the weird inside jokes with Kristin.
Kamchatka kid has not been as accepting as we were.
My brother’s happy now. He’s with Brad.
I would have never imagined these.
It was implausible at the time.
I guess we just had to look closer.
Created: Aug 11, 2012tossit Document Media