m&ms487
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2007 11 May :: 7.57am
:: Mood: cheerful
I use to have all the right words...
Last night, in that moment before sleep comes, I had the perfect sentence. It's lost now.
I spent the night at Rueben's. The gazebo. It was entertaining.
Why do I always wake up early when I don't want to? I'm glad I did, because as the filtered morning sun came streaming into the gazebo, I looked up and watched a hummingbird gracefully flit around a tree branch with newly blossomed leaves. The sounds of the morning were almost deafening, and I layed back down, closed my eyes, and smiled to myself.
Summer is finally here.
::cut me open...::
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