Baby is, indeed, all right, because last July some crazy chick did a crazy thing and moved across the country right after school.
Baby is great, in fact, because this chick is the true epitome of adventurous. All those times I think I want to stay in, put on comfy clothes, save a little piece of my sanity this chick texts me and says, “There’s a Lou Reed tribute show in the East Village. Let’s go.” And when I text her first thing on a Sunday to see if she wants to go for a 6 mile walk because it’s as high as 40 degrees out her only response is, “Yup.”
Baby is, frankly, utterly fantastic, because this rad chick gets that settling is not an option, that there’s always something more out there to see and do, that we can be as fabulous as humanly possible, that literally nothing can hold us back if we don’t let it, and that life is awesome and meant to be lived to the extreme.
This chick’s birthday is today, so to Arrows, Hitt, Hazza, and my darling daughter Rory - thank you for being the literal coolest, a writing inspiration, an up-for-anything wacko, and a reliable friend.
April 1. Ready for the shallow.
I, honest to Goddess, have the best friends in the whole fucking world and I dare you to tell me otherwise.