Feb 17, 2006 00:32
What defines you?
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The day concluded much more pleasantly than it had begun.
Wearing a camisole in February (yes, February), with the lukewarm breeze sweeping my naked skin. There is no greater feeling.
There was a sea of people outside, but they were barely noticeable. The only visible sight and the only audible sound was that of the airplanes swirling through the sky.