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I'm ready for flip flops. I'm ready for flowy skirts and shoulder revealing tops. I'm ready for aviator shades. I'm ready for sunscreen (not that I need it, curse the pasty legs). I'm ready for orange flavoured popsicles. I'm ready to hit the beach (not that Toronto has any real beaches). I'm ready for strolls in the park. I'm ready for roller blades, bike rides, scooters and skateboards. I'm ready hot, hazy days doing absolutely nothing. I'm ready to chase butterflies and pick flowers. I'm ready for long drives while belting my lungs out to the radio. I'm ready to lie on the green green grass and watch the clouds. I'm ready for picnics and barbeques. I'm ready for a spontaneuous, yet blissful romance. I'm ready to re-live that night. Catch me, I'm ready.