I miss Austin, Texas so very much. I miss the apartment. Hanging out with Katy and Sara; smoking pot and drinking on our balcony. We had fun. I remember my past by different milestones. Many of them happened right there in that apartment with Katy and Sara. So many things went on between all of us while we lived there... but never anything too out of control, no. Nothing that some talking, 1/2 ounce of Solo's green, and some beers couldn't fix. We were there for each other.
Between the 3 of us, we had some very different schedules. I remember coming up the stairs one night and hearing laughter coming from our balcony. It was Sara. I shouted, "aaaayyy!" And Sara replied with, "mee-shell is home!". I was just coming home from teaching some dance classes across town. I pushed the door of my room open as I passed through the kitchen and tossed my bag inside, grabbed a cigarette, and walked though the living room to go out to the balcony. When I approached the door I heard lots of barking coming from the other side... more barking than what could come out of Bentley (my dog) and Tootsie (Sara's dog). I automatically assumed that our friends, Brad & Chelle, were over with their dog, Sensi. When I opened the door I was greeted by an unknown white dog, an unknown black dog, Sara, and a guy that I had yet to meet. I knew Sara had company over, but I wasn't expecting it to be someone I didn't know. I suddenly felt naked, wearing a leotard, tights, and some hot bottoms, in front of this guy. I pet all the dogs and was told by the still unfamiliar male that their names were Lily and Luke. Lily is the black one and Luke is the white one, he said. Sara then introduced me to James, a guy that she and Katy were discussing the previous night when we were all in the car. I didn't know him. Something about Sara knew him from Lamar, but hadn't seen him in a while. I don't know. We shake hands and I take a seat and light my cigarette.
The night continues with the three of us drinking Shiner's, smoking cigarettes, telling stories, laughing, and smoking pot. Katy arrived home at some point and joined us. Upon them seeing one another, I learned that Katy knows him as well. As we sit and pass the steam roller around I find myself thinking that this guy is intriguing. He was definitely very intelligent. I liked that. It was late, 1:00 or 2:00 in the morning when we finally decided to bring the night to a close. We exchanged our goodbyes and James left with his two dogs in tow. Sara, Katy, and I chilled out for a little longer and I inquired about James' age. Sara informed me that he was 25. As I crawled in to bed I wondered if 19 was too young for him.
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