It's not Saturday (yet), but today, I'm missing Saturdays in Laramie. The Saturdays that started with lunch or dinner with Erin, wandered to Front Street, Lovejoy's, Altitude, the martini bar and, eventually, wound up at The Alibi.
They had great conversation, adventures in being flashed by strange men, my first-ever beer pong experience, lots of laughs, good food, good friends ... good times.
I don't have an Erin here. I don't have a crew. Some days, I'm fine with that.
Other days, like today ... I'm not.
It hasn't been a bad day or an irritating day or anything like that. Just a day when I reminisced ... and I missed.
Everyone has those, right?
