Monday, July 25, 2011

Tangled

The wind rips through my hair, pulling agressively this way and that. It uncontrolablly falls across my face. I try to move it out of my way but it keeps falling back. So I sit tugging and pulling and trying to untangle and smooth it out, but I stop 'cause it's no use.
It's SUMMER!
Boats!
Friends!
Sun!
Messy hair! Throw it back and laugh!
That's what it's all about!

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