There's something magical about driving with the windows down. There are so many smells. Fresh air. Cigarette smoke. Exhaust. Barbecue. Adventure. I can't wait for warmer weather.
I wasn't going to waste it. I put on my flip flops. I got in my car. Rolled down the windows. Put my iPod on shuffle. And met up with Emily. I found myself smiling like an idiot the whole way. Oh, Emily. I've known her for a good while. She knew me when I didn't have bangs. She's getting married in the summer and moving to the land called Virginia. She's real cute. She does things like buy tulips.
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