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i drove home tonight with my windows down and my heat broken and i sang our songs from the summer, and for the first time in months, i felt invincible.
it's all falling back into place.
part of me expected my recent lack of contentment to linger, but part of me knew that my mild bout of winter depression would melt with the snow and the end of the speech season.
i have a few weeks before either of those are gone for good, but i can't wait. there's nothing better than the first warm night of the year, when you can drive with your windows down and sleep with your windows down and play the sanguine music that winter won't allow.
i should start sleeping more. it should be easy now that the weight of the world is off my shoulders.
and i'm pretty sure i'm in love.
it's all falling back into place.
part of me expected my recent lack of contentment to linger, but part of me knew that my mild bout of winter depression would melt with the snow and the end of the speech season.
i have a few weeks before either of those are gone for good, but i can't wait. there's nothing better than the first warm night of the year, when you can drive with your windows down and sleep with your windows down and play the sanguine music that winter won't allow.
i should start sleeping more. it should be easy now that the weight of the world is off my shoulders.
and i'm pretty sure i'm in love.