I feel like I’m stuck
In the same weekly cycle
Rise, ready, fuel, learn, play
I feel like I’m stuck
In the same weekly cycle
Rise, ready, fuel, learn, play
It’s late August, and Mom packs us all up in the minivan and we set off for the beautiful, scenic drive to Alexanders Wild Blueberry Farm. For me, this is one of my favorite days of summer.
Everybody has somebody — the person who is their everything and whom they never want to go without.
It could be for a long time or a short time, a moment or an age.
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