Even though it's shitty out and I really wish that Massachusetts would get the memo that it's spring, there is something that is beautifully, serenely, and peacefully melancholy about today. Maybe it's the fact that the wind isn't blowing bitingly cold or maybe it's the fact that I can smell the grass and the dirt, or that the school is planting
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