one time, through a series of events that i don’t remember, my sister and i ended up in boston. we must’ve been headed somewhere else, as we had no warm clothes with us. our money that day went to gloves, hats, and scarves from tj maxx, a huge cup of hot cocoa from starbucks, and the best dang clam chowder i’ve ever tasted, served in warm, toasty bread bowls. we went to some yellow square that has to do with some song involving birds or benjamin or something and that is really all i remember.
i take that back. i remember laughing all day and freezing to death and having one of the best days of my life. come home, fool.