Currently listening to: Irreplaceable – Beyoncé
You must not know ’bout meYou must not know ’bout meI can have another you by tomorrowSo don’t you ever for a second getTo thinking you’re irreplaceable
Big D never forgets my birthday, our friendship anniversary, and holidays. As good as my memory is, I forget his birthday and our friendship anniversary. He is a much better friend than I am, that’s for sure.
He also has been been tossing around the idea of planning a reunion with a bunch of us from Minnesota. Honestly, if it actually happens, it’s going to be nothing short of wild. I’m talking late nights—like 4 a.m. just-got-back-to-the-hotel kind of late, lose track of time, eat too much, drink just enough to feel bold, and end up in situations that make for great group texts later.
Unfiltered shenanigans. Nonsense from start to finish. It’s like a guy’s trip but with men and females, equal opportunity for trouble.
We’ve all changed in some ways, but there’s something about being around people we knew way back when—before titles, jobs, or adulting got in the way. Like we pick up right where we left off like no time passed at all.
Unfortunately, none of us (except Big D) can make it for Labor Day this year. Will it happen next year? Who knows. These things always sound good in theory until we try syncing schedules, flights, and PTO. We’ve been talking about this mega reunion for years. But if it does come together? Just know that whatever happens in Minnesota… definitely stays in Minnesota. LOL.
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