Nostalgia

I miss my cousins. Desperatly. Out of nowhere! I dunno why, I suppose it's the peppermint chamomile tea, it's what my grandma always has, and the smell reminds me of them adn their house and my aunt and all the thigns that come with visits to adn from them. Of Berkely, street fairs, beach days, thrifting, lounging, being lazy, scheming, driving way outta our way to watch random movies, more scheming, no follow through, indian rock, striping, hooker-fying each other, leopard sharks, fancy dining, beach, ocean, summer, imagination, creation, art, photos, filming, turkey, dress-up, ignoring my brother, the kid table, late nights, laughing so hard I pee my pants, not worrying about being the center of attention, people wondering how I fit into the mix with my 2 red-headed cousins, red-headed aunt and my red-headed mother, being yelled at by my grandma, being the middle child, having the closest unconditional friendship between 2 girls that I havn't found else where, getting the closest thing to sisters that I could get, not worrying about anything but that they/I leave on saturday afternoon. Nostalgia sucks sometimes. :(