03.20.01
spring
it's the first day of spring.
a time for rebirth. this time is my soul. the weather agreed with the calendar today. the sun was shining and you can smell the fresh air. it's not a day to be indoors, but to be outside running barefoot through the grass.
i want to get in my car and drive as far as the road will take me. i want to sing at the top of my lungs and stick my arms through the sunroof.
i want to sip beers in the park while watching a baseball game. i want to feel the first pangs of sunburn on my cheeks. i want to come home just as the last rays of sunlight touch the sky, exausted and energized from the activities of the day.
i want to hear my laughter carry on the wind. i want to hear music fill my world.
i want to share this with you, t. don't make me wait too long.
01:33 p.m.
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"Notes From A Small Island"
by Bill Bryson
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