So I’ve been thinking about today for awhile now. What will it feel like to be fifty? Honestly I like the sound of ‘half century’ much better. 1,060 more words
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Dreary days mean cider-scented candles and pumpkin-hued yarn. Yessir. It does.
The days have been miserably humid and muggy, followed by a series of thunderstorms that continually blow through with enough force to knock out power, then going out like a lamb, quiet and drizzly. 262 more words
My roommate is the kind of person that always has my back; the kind of person that tells me not to use the words “loose” and “open” in the same sentence; the kind of person that gives me way too much free reign with my snacking but knows that an eyebrow raise as I stuff Oreos in my mouth says just enough to bring me back down to earth. 464 more words