Lots of rain. It makes the mountains and hills incredibly green. It makes me think, imagine, create. I miss writing. More than I ever thought I would. The book I started in ninth grade is still not complete. I want to complete it. Thats my goal this summer. Along with many. I feel like there isn't enough time to suffice. I've realized growing up is coming at me more quickly than I could have imagined. I don't like it. I miss childhood. I miss my imagination. Creating a world in my backyard with a stick and some rocks. Maybe I will let my imagination take me away this summer. Show me worlds beyond comprehension. Worlds that only I could create. Yes, I do think that sounds enjoyable.
Dare to imagine.
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