Round are way the birds are singing...
You know those days? Those sunny, warm, December days? Those days when the DMV opens the doors ten minutes early, and there's no line or hassle about proof of insurance? Those days where the car you bought two weeks ago is finally yours to drive home? Those days when the potentially-failing-Astronomy crisis is averted? Those days when you pass your final and actually finish that damned journal? Those days where you bust out with some Tori Amos in the middle of Webb without even realizing it, and don't give a shit about the funny looks you get? Those days where you park for three hours in a commuter lot with no decal and don't get a ticket?
I had forgotten days like that could exist. I may have had nowhere to go but up, but I'm sure as hell going to enjoy the trip.
I had forgotten days like that could exist. I may have had nowhere to go but up, but I'm sure as hell going to enjoy the trip.