Picnic Discussions.
While turning thirty-two (years old) this past weekend, I sat on multicolored picnic blankets with new Coloradan friends, listening to entertaining engagement stories being swapped between acquaintances, as partners interjected their own memorable details. At an age when such stories are commonplace, I felt grateful for (still) being an innocent bystander, with my own unwritten story having yet to unfold. Enjoy!
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