>summer 2002
>15 years old
>go fishing/camping/hang out in the woods all day every summer
>talking about the same old topics over and over
>girls, school, ambitions, how much we cant wait to get out of this town
>walk back with our bikes through the same path that looked like this at dusk everyday
>never thought id be one of those guys that reminisces about high school a lot because at the time I thought it was miserable
>probably was, but rose colored glasses you know
>im one of the few of the group that did leave that town, I havent spoke to those guys in years
>still I wish I took more time to take it all in and appreciate moments like that and not take them for granted
