mindless

I remember days hanging out with my friends, at the old apartment complex with the paint chipping away ever so slightly, rusty old grills in front of half the apartments. Everybody was welcome, as we mostly just sat around drinking beer and talking about music and downtown and girls and guys and everything inbetween. We could hang out at that apartment all night long and never become bored, we were that close. I remember sitting on the kitchen floor indian style with my best friend Leisa, half drunk, balancing dozens of beer bottle caps on top of each other, seeing how high we could go, laughing all the while. Playing video games, cooking cheap hamburger helper and ramen noodles and acting like they were four course meals. I remember meeting new girls and going out and having a great time, going to seedy bars and smoky clubs, riding bikes downtown through back alleys and never fearing who might be there. I remember those days and think they will never come again, but that doesn't mean new ones won't.....