Postcard from an Old Friend

Sometimes, her more articulate friends will send postcards reminding her of the genuine hilarity of youth and the mark of seasons gone by.

In the mail was a card from Swabby, an old friend from college. He'd just begun his writing career and was sending his vibes out into the universe. The card read,

"Even though the mood was bitter, the weather rainy and strangely transcendental, moving me forward, but moving me backward quite rapidly too,...to a time when we were all younger, happier, ran around with our feet in the air...thinking next of only whose bed we'd sleep in tomorrow and laughing at the bed we woke up in that day."

And she smiled reading the passage, it's sincerity and honesty resonating like the heat of her very first and only tan line.