simple joy: sleepovers and treehouses

There's something about having a sleepover that makes me feel a bit like a little kid again. I fully believe that there is nothing wrong with that in the slightest.

I'm so glad that we got to stay up til 3:30a.m., talking about boys for not all that long and talking about religion for a whole lot longer. I've got neat friends.

This whole, "having a sleepover in my treehouse" thing honestly was the best thing for me. It was great to get to reconnect with friends, but also with myself. I don't do well in solitude. 

Thanks for coming over girls. :)