Three More Days

I'm sitting here listening to Jamie Cullum sing "Blame It On My Youth", taking swigs of my Raspberry Lemonade Gatorade and sporadically eating Circus Animal cookies.

And I wish someone else could be here to live this moment with me.

Em would appreciate the music, possibly the cookies. Jen would like just chilling out and not stressing about work. Felix would be looking over my shoulder at what I'm typing, and possibly mocking me for my words. Or he'd be giving me a shoulder massage. Shawn would be rummaging through the things on my desk, eventually finding something he could fiddle with. He'd also take a handful of the cookies. Mom would be sitting in the big chair, reading a mystery book. Dad wouldn't want to stay too long in my room... because Dad's don't spend time in their daughter's rooms past a certain age. And I wouldn't let him have any cookies, he's not allowed - doctor's orders. Kim from SF would be looking at my school books and making a face. Kim from YFU would be tapping her feet or drumming her fingers, because she's impatient and can't sit still for too long. Devin would be digging the music, as well as taking a handful of cookies. He'd also be checking out the "artwork" on my walls and smiling at some of the pictures on my laptop. All my Delta Psi Sisters would be talking to each other, gossiping, as well as munching on my cookies. And it would be good to see them again and hear their voices.

Suddenly, I'd be out of cookies and I'd snap myself back to the real moment. Of me, now tired and sleepy-eyed and ready for bed, where I'd dream about many more moments I wish I could have.