this morning #860.

this morning, my brain was sort of straining to explain to my wife why this cute couple i saw at the concert last night reminded me of us in ‘03. the two of us, out at some indie rock show, having a few too many beers. laughing a little too loud. her with her pigtails & loose-fitting overalls. he with his beard unkempt & his fading jesus lizard tee. they swayed like synced-up snakes to each & every song, too cool to sing along except for at the chorus. every action they took shook out another memory for me. my wife quickly lost interest when, in the moment, i couldn’t turn my thoughts into words. “got it. they reminded you of us when we still had fun. i’m going upstairs to shave my pits.”