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you know what i think of when i listen to fever to tell? putting in that cd and driving back to my house from the tennis courts, cool sunny day windows down heat on our feet. deciding not to turn left on 15th and following coffeepot all the way to the little park. the windows down and the air from outside feels so so good and beau turns up the music and i drive a little faster because its more fun that way. i have a lot of fun in college. this weekend was good. sober. concert. eco rally. coffee with a cute boy. buying books with an old friend.
i have fun but i'm still waiting for feelings like i used to have. total relaxation and happiness. maybe they never existed at the time and i'm just glorifying but i doubt it. they were definitely there. freedom and being at ease. youth. i feel it here a little, but its not the same. i wouldnt' want it to be, i suppose, because that would cheapen what i had. here's to new good feelings of a different nature, thats what i should aspire to now.
ah, i want to fly kites on the water and see beau's aunt/my spanish teacher and watch my kite fly itself off to the pier.
i have fun but i'm still waiting for feelings like i used to have. total relaxation and happiness. maybe they never existed at the time and i'm just glorifying but i doubt it. they were definitely there. freedom and being at ease. youth. i feel it here a little, but its not the same. i wouldnt' want it to be, i suppose, because that would cheapen what i had. here's to new good feelings of a different nature, thats what i should aspire to now.
ah, i want to fly kites on the water and see beau's aunt/my spanish teacher and watch my kite fly itself off to the pier.