annakkimm

a easy, carefree conversation with a close friend under the night sky. as we spoke, our laughter filled the air and echoed softly in the surrounding silence. the sound of our voices seemed to blend seamlessly with the rustling of the leaves and the distant chirping of crickets. the peacefulness of the night combined with the joy of our conversation left us feeling content and light in our heart; it was a memory under the starry night that we would cherish for years to come.

starling

goldfinch

on a random tuesday at 4:35 a.m., a former so and I sneaked onto the rooftop of the sutherland building after studying for endless hours for our midterms. he city skyline stretched out before us, the twinkling lights painting a picture of a bustling metropolis, yet we were lost in our own world. slchld's song "you wont be there for me" was playing in the distant background from his phone. As we spoke, we discovered more about each other, sharing our hopes, fears, and aspirations. The conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by occasional laughter and moments of quiet reflection and peaceful silence. As the night deepened, the energy between us shifted, and we both felt a spark of something more. The air crackled with electricity, and our gazes locked, the intensity of the moment palpable. The rooftop of the Sutherland building became a sacred space for us, a place where we could escape the chaos of the city and get lost in each other's company. it was a night that we would never forget, a moment of discovery and connection that paved a certain path.

on the top floor of the 25th Ave Parking Garage, a friend and I huddled together under our umbrellas as the rain began to sprinkle down. the pitter-patter of the raindrops created a soothing ambience to the conversation, drowning out the noise of the ambulance and speeding cars below. In the middle of an empty parking lot, on the rooftop of a nearby building, my friend and I huddled together under our umbrellas as the rain began to sprinkle down. The pitter-patter of the raindrops created a soothing soundtrack to our conversation, drowning out the noise of the city below.

The dimly-lit surroundings added a touch of mystery and intimacy to the moment. The only sources of light were the neon signs in the distance and the occasional lightning bolt illuminating the sky. We were alone in our bubble, shielded from the world by the safety of our umbrellas.

As we spoke, we shared our deepest fears and worries about the future. We talked about life after college, about our careers, and about the uncertainty that lay ahead. in sharing our vulnerabilities, I knew that at that moment I had a deeper appreciation and bond for our friendship.

Hiraeth

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