My Car of Love

Today I rode for over an hour in a car with my dearest people except Livy. Had she been there (preferably asleep so the adult conversations could still have gone on), I could have been perfectly happy and blissful. I feel all people-saturated, better than my usual self, just like cake is good, but better soaked in rum. Shea, Aaron, and Jenn are rum. Really good, expensive, coconut rum.