Lizzy from Lake Placid
The day after my thirty-fourth birthday, I had a dream about Lana Del Rey. In the dream me and Lana were sitting on a California beach at midnight, smoking weed while the moon glinted above like a silver coin on a summer sidewalk. Waking up I realized that the dream had probably just been a side-effect of me listening to “High by the Beach” on repeat while getting drunk on Merlot with my mom last night, but then I remembered my best friend Lizzy G from middle school, and I realized that she and Lana were the same person. Checking