Back in the day when I was young...

You know how some things just take you back?  I had a moment tonight where I felt like I was teenager again.  It was such a simple, pure thing and I hadn't even realized it was missing...

I was driving home from something fun (going out to dinner with the fam, to be exact), and it was just me in the car.  Windows down, happy music cranked, the taste of coffee on my tongue...  Just me.  Driving at night.  Feeling no sense of urgency, no need to attend to someone else.

If you've been to my parents house, you know it's in the middle of nowhere.  I was lucky enough to have a car in high school, which is a bit of a necessity when you live 30 minutes from everything.  And so I spent a lot of time driving.  Sometimes me, sometimes with Julie and Cole, sometimes with Mellott.  So simple.  So free.

I love Florida at the moment.  It's been 80 degrees and sunny all week.  I've been swimming outside in FEBRUARY.  My arms are deliciously sunburned.  I feel like I'm constantly on vacation, and can't believe how picturesque everything is.  I keep trying to temper these thoughts with how oppressively hot the summer will be, and I need to stop that.  I need to celebrate this moment right now.  Me and my carefree driving :)

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