Laptop on my lap, rain at my elbow, smudged mascara from last night, woollen socks, a glass of wine on the porch.
Last night, friends who arrived on a swarm of motorcycles: the blonde who quickly jumped off to hug me, the unsmiling physician, the nerdy one with the best jokes, the introvert who walks off in silence, the one who's learning a new life, someone's new girlfriend who seemed superhuman but really nice too, and a small boy who splashed in the water and giggled infectiously.
Tacos in the evening sun by the sea. At twilight, volleyball and joy.
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