Sometimes I just prefer to be around people much older and wiser than me. I love to spend my nights with the generation that grew up along side Dylan and Patty. I love to hear their tales of a time when life was hopeful and exciting and just a little bit dangerous. The things they love are the things that I love. The things that I know they find fascinating. I always feel beautiful and young and interesting. The judgments cease to exist, the walls fall and I can laugh as loud as I can find humanly possible; I can cry as intensely as I feel. I can be strong I can be vulnerable and they love me just for being so alive.
