I thought today would be another day of not leaving the house, but then my friend Sydney invited over so I actually did end up doing something.
We made this weird jam thing because we always tend to make some sort of strange concoction without a recipe (recipes are for losers). It tasted all right for something made with fruit found in a backyard.
Then we got ice cream at Amy's and flitted through Goodwill and walked the rest of the way back. I don't know why, but there's something about weaving aimlessly through neighborhoods that just makes me so nostalgic for, like, my childhood and for summer. I love it. I love exploring overgrown tunnels and walking in the middle of the street and passing by people mowing their lawn or shooting hoops or whatever. At one point we heard what sounded like live music, floating in from someone's yard a street or so over.
Afterwards we ate too much food and watched Jane Eyre and started to watch Downton Abbey only we only got like three minutes in before I had to go.
It just felt like one of those summer days. Two more months to go.
City lights on the drive home. (Gotta love that DSLR quality. Hah.)