"But we're singin' it."
I had a crap day at school but things instantly became better when I returned home. I went to the library, picked up some Vonnegut and Salinger and I'm wearing new clothes and everything feels decent again.
Today I smelled summer, and now it's all I can think about.
The wind blew my hair into my eyes and it whispered "Twenty eight days, twenty eight days until you are free," and it made me smile.
So here's to you, sunshine.
Twenty eight days.
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