There’s a patch of blue in the stormy sky, a memory of brighter times—Sherwood—
I rode my bike today. It made me feel like a little kid again. I was happy for the 37 minutes that it took to ride back to campus.

There’s a patch of blue in the stormy sky, a memory of brighter times—Sherwood—

I rode my bike today. It made me feel like a little kid again. I was happy for the 37 minutes that it took to ride back to campus.

posted : Monday, February 23rd, 2009

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