We went biking last night at about 9:10 pm. Which means it was dark. Which might have been a little scary except that it wasn't at all. It was a perfect night, no one was on the trails, and it was just fun and exciting and adventurous. We ended up at Shadyside park because we heard a lot of people. As we came up the path we saw that there was a baseball game going, and right as Phil came around the last bend, a kid hit a ball over the fence and it rolled right to Phil. It was weird and cool. So we watched for a little while, and then biked a little further into the park to find a group of guys with their shirts off taking turns fighting each other. Not like, mad fighting, just...fighting for the fun of it I guess. We took this as a cue to go home, and when we did we made a fire in our fire pit and ate cherries that I bought at the grocery store earlier. All in all, a perfect evening that sort of made me feel like I was eleven again.
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