Ive been laying down reading for hours now. I felt so...relaxed and rejuvenated, despite my itching eyes. I was thinking How nice is this? I cant remember the last time Ive stayed up late like this, reading a novel thats as much emotionally difficult to read as it is touching. All while listening to Adrian Glynn on this ever lasting repeat. I cant wait to be doing this with the sun melting my seemingly cold blooded body and while hearing the waves wash up on shore. But then I look at the clock and realize its only 12.30. HA! I thought it had to at least be 2. Looks like I have even more time to read.
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 04:48:49 +0000
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