febuary summer sunday
you know those days when you're in love with the world and it just doesn't matter what goes wrong, it can't get you down? that was my sunday... it felt like one of those transitory days between seasons where its warm but not at all hot, just comfortable...anything that was irritating or went terribly wrong... just made me laugh... its just one of those days that fit right.
We all live fast and forget to throw our hair back and dance and take in the moment. to feel the wind, not miss it or be irritated by it. To not rush to meet expectations or to do anything remarkable. rather, the best day in the world for me sounds terribly boring if i were to write down how it went down... but it was perfect. Its important for us to appreciate simple emotions: comfort, fun, parky.
yeah... i said parky and i meant it... if today wasn't a day to go to the park, or at least go outside and play... then... well... it just was.
We all live fast and forget to throw our hair back and dance and take in the moment. to feel the wind, not miss it or be irritated by it. To not rush to meet expectations or to do anything remarkable. rather, the best day in the world for me sounds terribly boring if i were to write down how it went down... but it was perfect. Its important for us to appreciate simple emotions: comfort, fun, parky.
yeah... i said parky and i meant it... if today wasn't a day to go to the park, or at least go outside and play... then... well... it just was.
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