That Instant

you realize you forgot you wrote the coast of baltimore after that amazing two week span of confession and rough housing and video games and case racing and all kinds of shit you will probably never get to do again there with the set of people you knew there and it crushes and elates you that you almost nailed it down for posterity, but mainly you're just glad that your sister manned up and took you there and really all you are is eternally grateful and a little stupefied the whole thing went as well as it did back in that November, years gone.