it just felt like it was time to

repaint and rearrange the bedroom.
reread catcher in the rye.
respond to dad's letter.
revisit london.
return borrowed books.
relive summers past.
regain clarity.
rethink my time.
reverse the curse.

she is moving in.

dear god,

it goes...

thanks!

amen.

so she's checking out, paying in all change, and while sorting through her quarters, turns to her husband and asks, "which states are we looking for?"

wore a jacket.
left a message.

i'm sick of not knowing you.

+ bike rides
+ backyards
+ bbqs
+ badmitton
+ berry soup
+ bug bites
+ blisters
+ boats
+ bonfires
+ bats
+ bedtime

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