Fading Glory Years
Microfiction 12th grade musing.
Smoked a joint last night. Hanging with the pack. Climbed the flag pole just for fun.
Football games get us going. We all cheer for our team.
Love to sneak a beer with my friends. High school days, loud mindless jokes and screams.
Came home a little drunk, a little tipsy. Fell asleep and dreamt of graduation.