
that night

the city

fireworks
(editors note: I don't know why they all turned out this sort of blurry.)
I just remembered the events of July 3rd last year. Doctor Julian Bashir, our friends Alice G and Sarah B, and myself went out to the Shedd Aquarium and stole a bottle of wine from these drunk and grown up versions of ourselves, (if we grow up to be event planners for dentists associations!)
and we sat up on the edge of the wall and I took so many pictures of those fireworks and everysingle one was blurry like my vision. Julian, do you remember walking home? All those times we walked home?
Yesterday I thought, This is a good summer, but maybe the Doctor is right, when I think back to the summer of my life, I'll think of my summer in Chicago. We half knew it even then.
Maybe tonight I'll make a memory soup and play all the songs of last summer and drink all the Bud of last summer, and read over the words of last summer and wish, Doctor Bashir, that you were here to reminice with me. It's nice being alone but I miss.
Geordi