It was really hard to come home today, back to real life after less than 24 hours with these girls, oh jeez, these women who are like soul sisters.
(And wow, I never realize how big my boobs are until I see them in photos.)
I didn’t want to leave, but then, the best thing about friendships like this is that you can always pick right back up where you left off, like no time has passed, and the comfort in that is one of the best things in life, I think.
Beth took this picture of us before Tori Amos came on stage last night and sent it to me today, and I couldn’t stop staring at it and thinking:
We’re so fucking old.
We look the same as we did seventeen years ago when we graduated from high school, but the lines are a little bit deeper on our faces, and our eyes… Our eyes are tired, right now.
We are both going through stuff, and we’re feeling like tired old mamas right now, and we need some new spark in our lives.
But at least we still have each other.