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Can your cat play fetch?
In the Time
When the fall brought those dancing lightning bugs
that taunted my tiny cupped palms,
When I’d find a crusty pile of leaves to vanish in to,
I was the only girl in existence.
When winter meant building snowmen,
I’d flaunt my finest collection of icicle specimens.
When springtime meant playing in the streets
with red wagons and pastel chalk,
When I’d tell daddy, look what I drew all by myself!
That’s beautiful just like you, he’d assure me.
When summer brought festivals of many sorts,
they were always filled with strange people.
When those thousands of different scents
of food, sunscreen, and wet dogs blended together,
when shuffling over the steaming concrete,
walking in my jelly shoes, I’d imagine
when my jelly legs would weld into the ground.
When riding on dad’s shoulders through the crowds
I was a mean muggin’ guard, ultimate ruler of the universe.
When that night my heavy lids would close, only worrying
if there would be any of mom’s pancakes in the morning.
When season after season comes and goes, now
I feel nothing quite compares to those days
When everything was so exciting and fresh.
When exploring is no longer a childish game,
it means you only have to try harder
to surface what’s not yet lost.
(Source: frie-nds, via meanshadows)
Although I couldn’t go all out on my 21st birthday, I still managed to sneak out for a midnight “first legal drink” with some of the coolest cats :). The real party will start after my finals!
Mmmmmmm
(Source: Spotify)
(Source: daltdisney, via painlessmemories)