dear future lucy,
today you went to Austin to celebrate your good friend’s birth. it wasn’t much fun though… you had a fever the whole day and had to walk everywhere. except at the end of the night we took a taxi back to the car and you realized you love taxi’s. the odd men who drive them, the smoker smell of the car and the tears in the cushions…they have stories and you love hearing about them or just making them up in your head and not sharing them with anyone because that’s uber weird. haha.