I had the best morning yesterday.
I hung out with a great friend. We drove to a nearby park listening to TV On the Radio's "Nine Types of Light". We sat on a bench near a pond. We watched the birds around us flying, a turtle swimming, listened to children screaming and laughing at the playground behind us, and watched a shirtless guy with his friend fishing in said pond. We talked for two hours about ourselves. He texted me at 1 in the morning the next day, saying he liked it and it gave his mood an uplift.
He's going back to Arizona for a week, where he's going to see his ex-girlfriend. I hope this morning we spent together was enough.