Sunday, December 12, 2010

Sunday Letters

Dear Weekend, Your last few days have included a date night, spending an entire Saturday at the high school to work ballots for the Kid's debate, going to bed when it was already tomorrow and a 33 page paper compiled and written. Exhaustion is so underrated right now. Dear Midnight Showing, I got to see Dawn Treader with you, in 3D nonetheless. Chaperoned dates are hilarious. Dear School, Praise God (seriously) that I go on break in five days. FIVE DAYS! Dear Kid, Happy 18 Bup! Now stop growing up and start growing down. Dear Church, I most definitely chose my bed over you this morning, it was the only means of functioning. Dear Snow, I love, love, love thee. Please keep falling so I can relish in your beauty and your intoxicating scent.

Peace.

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