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  • Do you remember that evening? Before summer, when that greasy dude came up to us and asked to roll a joint in my pizza box. I agreed. He struggled to roll it and was afraid to share. Then, in the heat he walked away without a word.
    Now everyone is home for the summer. Our semester at the Rochester Institute of Technology ended and since then I constantly wonder: does everything have to end?

    That evening we tossed around in the field outside the dormitories. Your hair made a sleeping sound. It swayed above the grass, burning in the sun, softly dripping shadows over my cheek. You smelled like sunscreen and your white skirt reflected the blues of the sky. It was calming to roll around in the grass. To lay there amongst the sun eating Hawaiian pizza with no ham. When the winter finally turned to spring the earth became this crazy thing. It's grass softened into something warm and gentle like a bear lying in the sun. Like you and I sprawled out against the fur of the earth.

    When the days went and school ended, summer came. Like that dude, you awkwardly left, without a word. We don't talk anymore and I know that all things end, that friendships die. But, when I ask myself, “Is everything going to end?” I look back to memories like this one and I find a peace of mind. Each day I hope to watch the sun bend out with my friends beside me. Like we did the days before summer came.
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