2. clapping hands
3. shouting numbers, like “1, 2, 3!”
— the marks of a sure-fire catchy summer song, according to npr’s all songs considered hosts, 2008.
this is what i learned on my way back from my date with the boy at some random restaurant in castle rock, complete with sitting on the tailgate of his truck for about and hour in the parking lot.
when you can only drive 30 minutes, instead of 4 and a half hours, it feels like a gift. you take it.
this weekend: divesting more of my work stress, and mini-vacation with the boy in denver. supreme.
Listening To: I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You [song] – Black Kids