There is something in the air. A new found aura. I haven’t figured out what’s different, but something is hanging around. And I like it.
The first weekend of my summer break has passed, and it was a blast. I can’t recognize the girl who danced and smiled and laughed with her friends all weekend, but I’m looking forward to knowing her better. I liked that girl. She was fun. She was relaxed. She was happy.
She was unlike the me I’ve always known, but that’s okay.
The season is changing and so am I.