I think I have my life all figured out. Sitting under maple trees, and breathing in the citrus smell of freshly cut grass, letting the sunshine kiss my skin...it suddenly hit me. While I've been knitting my silly tangled dreams into a sweater in the middle of spring. I should have pressed and printed coloured flowers into a skirt!
Metaphorically so to speak.
I've been under the weather because I was seasonally outdated, does it make sense?
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