I am unhappy with myself. I think I have cabin fever, no, I do have cabin fever. I had a dream last night in which I feel asleep next to a lake on a bed of luscious green and with a blanket of stars. I miss summer--I miss green grass and warm nights and blowing bubbles and being able to write and orange juice.
I need something more than this...
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