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And recently I've found myself longing too much for those days spent carelessly last summer. I can't believe i took such a wonderful thing for granted, it was so perfect. But at the same time I can't believe I was so careless and am astounded at how much i really don't take life seriously. I suppose there has to be a limit to optimism, bcause I think I walk around in the clouds on a daily basis. It's just hard to accept that I've been asleep since about the middle of senior year, and everything up until now has either been a dream or a nightmare.