Today is the kind of day that reminds me why living in Ohio is worth the crazy winters and 98% humidity in the summer. About 75, cloudless, breezy...perfection. The leaves all turned up so you can see the silver side. Everything smells clean. I caught my boss standing in the parking lot, arms spread, face up, eyes closed, and thought, Yeah, that's a damn good idea.
It's sentimental weather. Reminds me of high school, first kisses, marching band competitions. I've been on the verge of tears all day just because I'm feeling so much, I need an outlet. It's strange.
Or maybe I'm just exhausted. Screw this working and taking classes stuff.
Nothing like being ready for bed at 9 p.m.
Poem: Far Gone
2 days ago
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