I could say a lot about Shannon Keith; she’s one of those types of people. There is without a doubt a Higher Power that orchestrated our meeting when we were 14, so awkward and young. Now we’ve grown up (just a bit) and become less (not by much) awkward.
Me, “Hey, I’ve driven with a baby in the car.”
Shannon Keith, “That’s fucking frightening.”
She’s acting like an adult–working and finishing her senior year a MU while I, in all honesty, am still working on getting my act together. Our lives don’t allow for as much face to face time as it used to. A Friday night sleepover is like hitting the best friend lottery and last night, I won the jackpot.
*while driving back from Gumbys*
Shannon Keith, “Nope, not slowing down for shit. Gotta eat this pizza.”
Despite the rainy and gloomy weather, lack of internet and only less than 12 hours, I couldn’t have asked for a better night. I’m so grateful to have someone in my life who knows and understands me. Whenever I see Shannon–no matter how long its been–, I’m overcome with a sense of ease and freedom to just be myself because I know she’ll still love me anyway.
Me, “Aren’t you gonna recycle those?”
Shannon Keith, “Don’t tell me how to live my life.”
Me, “I’ve missed you.”
Shannon Keith, “I’ve really missed you too.”