Austin.

I've thought about writing about Austin a few different times, but I just don't have the words. It was literally perfect. Those friends. Those friends of mine deserve to be called something more than friends, because they make me so goddamn happy. Visiting them is like I'm visiting my old self at the same time, the happiest version of me that exists within, waiting for the right moments to be free. And it's always with them. I'm almost never happier than when I'm in the city I love surrounded by the most beautiful, true friends I have. I smiled and laughed all day. My energy was higher than it's been since.. well, probably the last time I was there. Everything felt right. Everything was perfect. Tacos every day, talking until 4am, from couches to fancy hotels to borrowed beds. To Hamilton Pool to Liberty to Sunday Funday being the most perfect day to ever exist. I am so, so happy to have it in my life. Those moments are what I live for.