bon(d)fire

Last night was the first bonfire I went to in ages. It was a last minute thing, conveniently down the street from me at Ronnie's. I'm proud of myself for not being the usual quiet turd I am when I'm around that particular group of people. Weenies I didn't eat, constellations, s'mores, strawberry hookah with an added smoky flavor, pointless laughs and high fives and a nice vibe. And to think, I will leaving all of this behind soon.