* I am waiting...
waiting for something to leap off the page.
*This is the first September that I don't feel excited about (or second).
I have always been waiting for September...and when September comes
I've always been waiting on September. Like something magical or fantastic,
amazing, life-changing (in a good way) is coming up. September always
felt like an early morning drizzle, cold, wet, calming, exciting, new.
but not this September. Or is it just me. I have stopped waiting for
it. Stopped waiting on it.
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