Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Use of the word wafts. Cherish it.

I just had one of those ideal moments.

It might have been fueled by the fact that I'm delirious, but whatever. Time to share.

I was sitting under my open window to avoid dying of heat stroke with the song Nobody knows you by Office playing on my ipod and thinking about how completely stoked I am to see Harry Potter on Friday, when all of a sudden this inexplicably sweet breeze wafts in and engulfs me in what I can only imagine to be the most summery feeling I've felt in all of the years I've experienced summer. And that's saying something, because I pay an almost neurotic amount of attention to capturing summer moments and storing them in my mind for those completely-not-magical fall nights.


It was so peaceful. Like for those few seconds, everything in the world at that moment had the opportunity to be perfect, even if it never would be. It still had a shot.

The End.


Movie Quote of The Day:
Nothing like piling on old pancakes and syrup after a night of beer drinking.
- Tony
Dazed and Confused


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