Rope Swing

Thinking about simpler times today. Before adulthood was in full swing, back when work was just a job and "career commitment" was barely even a thought. For example, the summer of 1996, living up in New Hampshire after freshman year in college. We'd impersonate Dartmouth students so we could borrow kayaks from the canoe club and take them out for an afternoon and evening on the river. I have no idea how long the rope swing had been there before we stumbled upon it, but 'Ski and I were so thrilled when we did. We took that first ride and were hooked. Living and working with my friends that summer was not alway easy, "Real World New Hampshire" as Chang called it, but there were some days that were amazing. Barely any ties, barely any belongings, just riding our borrowed kayaks to our own sacred space where we could still shout and play like the kids we were.

On the stereo: Guided by Voices, Bee Thousand