There are days where I wouldn't trade my life or my recovery for anything in the world. Taking late night walks by ourselves, the thrill of being alone and the chance we might get caught, giggling hysterically and dancing and singing. I love how we complain about not being able to see the stars but how we lie on the ground anyway staring up at the cloudy night sky. Going to the park and running through the sprinklers with people we've never met until that night and playing on the jungle gym just like we did years ago. We stay up late and wake up early. We watch mediocre horror movies and eat pita chips and we laugh until our stomachs hurt. Drinking till everything funny and till our bodies feel funny and we roll and stumble and giggle. This is my life. This is summer.