Way back when

I was driving home from Noblesville today enjoying the scenic countryside that is State Road 37. As I pulled into my driveway and looked at the hospital parking garage, I was reminded of a simpler time. A couple friends and I would walk, or drive, up to the top of the parking garage at night and just lay down watching the stars and talking about life. We'd stay up until 3 or 4 in the morning, sleep in until noon, and then do it all over again. Some of my best memories aren't the nights I went to big concerts or parties with tons of people I barely knew. They're the nights of walking around outside just enjoying each other's company, or driving out to the country to get a better look at the stars. The nights of imagining other universes and life forms, driving to Kokomo solely for a bag of Jelly Bellies, playing game after game of Boggle or Speed Scrabble. Although I'm content with my life currently, and excited for the future, I miss these simple days and long for that state of mind.