1. Summer time. For it seems never-ending until it is gone.
2. Winter time. That I miss dreadfully more than a sensible person should.
3. A delicious book, that I can bite into like a tart apple. That transports me and entraps me in another world.
4. Sweet peas! They run wild here and I can't stop picking them. I love watching them fade from a brilliant pink to a soft lavender.
5. Soon to having a space to call home. My homelessness existence of recent has put a great deal of strain on everything. I cannot wait to feel the coziness of having a home with all my pretty little things around me.
2. Winter time. That I miss dreadfully more than a sensible person should.
3. A delicious book, that I can bite into like a tart apple. That transports me and entraps me in another world.
4. Sweet peas! They run wild here and I can't stop picking them. I love watching them fade from a brilliant pink to a soft lavender.
5. Soon to having a space to call home. My homelessness existence of recent has put a great deal of strain on everything. I cannot wait to feel the coziness of having a home with all my pretty little things around me.
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