Do you know how long it’s been? Since that day that we became more than random schoolmates? June of 2000. It was the last day of the seventh grade. Lobster J made me sign my proper name into her year book, she was amused by the long string of Scottish heritage. Lobster K stood in the road at the corner of G- and 24th, where the pine still shaded in the late afternoon. I thought I was cool with the Junior High Boyfriend, whom I was walking home with because I had accidentally on purpose missed the bus for.
Fourteen years, and two months. We’ve laughed, cried, danced on the bed, partied well into the midnight’s, kissed boys, fallen in love, fallen out of love, lived in 3 countries, 6 states, countless dorms, apartments, and parents houses. We got educations, life partners, homes, cars and careers. We once drank alcoholic sparkling apple “juice,” were too smart to camp in the rain, hand tailored prom dresses, and started potato a newspaper.
And now we’re all grown up. Birthday cards are never on time (Lobster K, I will get you and Lobsterman’s out eventually!), phone calls and visits are rarer than they should be. We have to schedule everything. But you’re the ones I call. When boys break my heart and outfits need evaluating or work sucks. You’re the ones I Google distances from business trip- how far, how hard would it be to see her?
Funny thing, we’ve been together fourteen years, and yet most of it we’ve been apart. The eternity we spent in school back home- that was five measly years. And since then- colleges in separate states, then lives spread across the country; yet I’m closer to you than anyone in the world. That picture up there is from the last summer we were all together- 2011. Too long ago. So 2014 is it- let’s book a trip, make new memories. AND take a group photo where I don’t look insane (but maybe still themed, because you know I love a good theme).
XOXO You’re Lumpy Lobster