How low, cool, and deliciously melancholy, these past weeks of summer. Each night brings new storms, rains pelting the rhythm in dreams, vanishing and then doubling back to claim the day. Each day I vow to completely open the boxes from school... And each night, instead, I warm and cozy myself under the covers and watch reruns on the television or read blogs, chat on Facebook.
This needs to be a busier week!
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