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Last night I was happy as a schoolgirl on the first day of summer. I was filled with such gladness for being alive that it was unreal. There was a certain "end of the world" kind of feeling, as if I had to make the best of my New Orleans living situation last night, I had to enjoy one of the last days on earth. I can't explain it.
Ever have one of those nights when you just feel beautiful all over? That was last night. It is rare. I had to post about it because I spend so many of my days just trudging and trying to get through as best I can.
Ever have one of those nights when you just feel beautiful all over? That was last night. It is rare. I had to post about it because I spend so many of my days just trudging and trying to get through as best I can.