"Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life."

A friend of mine stopped by last night, you know the kind that just walk through the door, without saying anything. The kind that walk up to the fridge grab a beer, than open your patio doors to go out for a smoke, before you have really registered they are there. We were standing outside, huddling by the bbq because it was cold out. He said

Z: You know what would be better than a bbq.
J: Go on then?
Z: A fire.
J: I have a shovel, lets dig a whole in my back yard (he said at the point that he mentioned fire, my eyes lit up, and he knew we were going to do it)

We set off, in the truck, picking up broken pallets, and fallen trees, than headed back to dig the hole. The sky was incredibly clear, you could see the moon as if it was even closer than usual, all the stars were bright. It had been blowing wind and raining the whole day, but when we started that fire, it seemed the wind had stopped just for us. There were potatoes baking in the fire, cold beer, music, and companionship. I realized that it was nothing out of the ordinary, this is something you could do everyday. Than I looked up at the sky, and a good song came on.

J: This is brilliant, its so clear out.
Z: It's incredible.
Z: I think I just might cry when you leave.
J: I love this song.
Z: Thats why I chose it.

Looking up at the sky, time stopped. Before I knew it, it was midnight, and I knew I was going to have an incredibly tough time getting up in the morning. As if to cheer us on for, partying on a school night, the fire just so happened to look like this.

It had formed the anarchist symbol, all on its own. It was kinda strange actually.

"feels like some kind of ride but it's turning out just
to be life going absolutely perfectly"
— Brian Andreas