You really can't put a price on fun
Remember shorts? Remember the daisies that line your steps in June? Remember not knowing what day it is, let alone what time of day? Remember dancing by yourself in your living room? Courting disaster by chucking your whole body into the ground? Chacos? Two buck chuck? Late nights, early mornings and naps? Reading books in a field with your friends? Prying open a crusty book in your garage?
posted by mchughtie at 11:31 AM
1 Comments:
ahh, summer. are we really such pathetic and predictable human beings that we actually forget what grass looks like? I miss my chaco tan.
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