This would have been during the summer before college; I had money and a car. I had budgeted for a bespoke suit that I never got and instead spent almost all of it driving out to the beach one of our friends had moved to with our other friends and getting food. And when we weren't doing that we were climbing onto various rooftops at night. This particular day would be around the Perseid Meteor Shower. We drove around gathering anyone who wanted to come and we kind of knew, blending a few friend groups and drove up into the mountains, finding a strip to pull over on and warm rocks to watch the skies from until the sunrise. We were young and dumb and boys being boys. It was a good time. The mountain trip was the second annual trip for the meteor shower, it would last another two years.
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