I love my family, but the level of screaming in our house during any given holiday (even a calmer one) is distressing, so I relish time with friends when I’m visiting “home.” This evening, I met up with a friend I’ve known since 5th grade, and we went to this fun Irish pub and listened to live music and had a few drinks and then danced even though there was no dance floor. Then we went back to her new apartment and decided to become pen-pals while we listened to nostalgic music–we even wrote the first letters we’re going to post in the mail.
It was so darling.
















