Please don't confront me with my failures, I have not forgotten them

It's weird how nostalgia will blindside you at 2 a.m.

In no particular order, I miss: 

• Spending three hours at the library, just looking around and realizing I could read all of these books if I really wanted to.
  
• Smoking at the playground at three a.m. when I'm done writing a paper.
  
• Walking Bear to Shopper's Drugmart because I'm so homesick that I'm going to cry.
  
• The Summer of (Theatre) Love.
  
• Singles from my youth
  
• Bad-ass 3 a.m. talks on Kansas highways
  
• Wanting nothing more than to publish the definitive book on Slasher films.
  
• Writing all the time.
  
• Reading all the time.
  
• Tasting molasses for the first time.
  
• Rafting down a BC river.
  
• Closing my airplane window because I have the window seat and I can.
  
• Hiding out in a tent in my backyard for a week at a time. 
  
• Breaking hearts in June.
  

Summer is in the air and it's almost time for a great summer romance.

Friday is the new Monday, so have a song.

Nico – These Days