It's hot in Saint George like always. I miss my mom like always.
Last night we had a bonfire at Carson's house that was pretty fun. Story behind that, it was supposed to be out past the dam road ya know...well we got out there and no one brought a lighter so we obviously had no way to start a fire. so technically it was just a fire in his fire pit. But not gonna lie good music and good people create one good night. Oh I still agree chocolate and strawberry marshmallows are weird.
I tend to think about things that mean nothing but help to figure things out when I sit and star into the fire and watch the ashes fly away and the embers shine in the dark.
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