Broken Squeak Toy Laugh
I laugh every day. I think too much and internalize it far too often. This is the release.Archive for first post
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Quietly I muse about the lengthy duration of my collegiate career. I feel older, know more, and love more deeply. I am laughing so much more these days than years that have passed before. Camp is oh-so-soon and my heart tingles with every rememberance of that fact. Home sweet home for Spring Break that has come a lot later than everyone else’s. I don’t mind, but now I feel like I am running out of time.
