Happy, once, we laughed so hard over nothing that we almost peed ourselves, there, in the car, in the middle of the night.  You pulled over because you couldn't drive straight, and we sat there and laughed till the windows fogged over.

Maybe it was pressure of college and the looming void of plans and careers at the end of that last year, but then there was the day we, full grown adults, decided to play dress-up and walked around with goggles and turbans and capes over our jeans and t-shirts.

You push me just left of crazy.