A girls’ gathering is like air for me.
Talk with no filter, laugh till you cry, or stay quiet together — and nobody pulls a conversation out of you.

In adult life, that’s already a luxury: everyone’s time lining up, and you actually show up in the same place. Not five minutes in a chat. In person.

The pool and wet hair are details.
What matters is that we were together. And after days like that, I carry the warmth for a long time.

Do you agree it’s harder now? Maybe that’s exactly why days like this feel so precious 🤍