I got into touch with an old friend a couple of days ago. Her name is Katy. We were super duper close at an Art Camp where we met. She is one of the few in this world who truly gets and understands me. We don’t talk often, but that is changing. I could not ask for a better friend. Despite our distance, our hearts are tied together. She is a Music Education major at the University of North Texas. She is thriving there and I am so proud of her for being a smart, strong person. If you think being being educated for a career in music is an easy ride, you are wrong. I almost did it, but in the end, I couldn’t. I have so much respect for people like Katy who do it with passion in their hearts and smiles on their faces.
I could write about Katy forever because through some of my happiest memories, she has been right by my side. Where do I begin? We had plenty of inside jokes. Katy and I would always get Naked Juice while we were at the Art Camp. The calories were through the roof but they were always worth it. They were really thick juices, with names like Green Machine, or Blue Machine. For some reason, we became strangely obsessed with Naked Juice. We had to have it every day. I wish I had easier access to that strange liquid today, Blue Machine. With all the calories it holds, it holds even more memories. Memories of Katy and I sitting on her bed, talking about social justice, poetry, YouTube videos, and birth control for hours on end. We have that rare bond where we connect so well we can talk for hours upon hours, even over the phone. I digress. We had another inside joke; we had this thing where we were obsessed with making fun of deodorant crystals. Katy had a beautiful, model-type as one of her roomates at camp. Her name was Hannah, and she was too hipster to function. She was also one of those homophobes that assumed that all lesbians are predatory towards her. Strange, unrealistic way of thinking. Anyway, nice person! The girl had a deodorant crystal. Katy and I thought that was the funniest thing ever. I don’t know why we got such a kick out of that deodorant crystal,but we did. To this day, we have this mutual obsession with deodorant crystals. Making fun of them, to be exact. Those are two of our most memorable inside jokes anyways. I could go on forever.
One of the reasons I am so happy Katy and I got back in touch is that we aren’t just talking and reminiscing. We are making plans; plans to add new memories to our friendship. We wish to go away for Spring Break, to Altus, Lone Wolf, and Hobart. We wish to go experience small-town life together, and meet small-town people with stories to tell. Maybe stay at a cute little motel. And of course, explore the beauty that is Quartz Mountain State Park in Lone Wolf. There is so much we wish to explore. There is a mini-golf course with a cute little snow cone stand attached. (I remember the silver fox snow cone was not to be missed.) We plan to go to the little water park if it is open and the weather is nice, and more importantly, explore the abandoned amusement park next to it. Take some artsy pictures of ourselves and the scenery. One place we wish to explore that holds so much meaning to us is where we made all our previous memories, the Lodge Area and the work of nature that surrounds it, especially the lake. Maybe we can touch the water and not get sent home from the Arts Institute. (haha) Frolic around. And of course, we will drink Naked Juice the entire drive there. Why wouldn’t we? It is our fuel. It literally fueled our friendship. (I am lame, I get it.)
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