Last night Jessica and I were having such a great conversation that she rode along to Panera with me so I could buy a salad for dinner. Then we decided to have a reading night, so we settled into our Living Room #1 with novels. Amy came home, and sat with us. Liz came home, and sat on the floor. And we all talked until after 10:00.
It was perfectly lovely. We don't often hang out the four of us, because we are busy people with drastically different schedules. But when we do, I'm reminded of how much I like each of them.
All the more when everyone shared roommate horror stories and I realized, I have always had wonderful roommates. How is that even possible? I'm so grateful.
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