#9

Time is irrelevant, what matters is feelings. There are no predetermined units of measurement each feeling should take to form and last. I don't like being angry or upset. I quell them because frankly life is too short to be in a bad mood.

The air is the fall air. The season may be summer, but it's merely a clever disguise. I've been through 20 autumns. I have a feeling this will be the best. The air is already crisp, and my mind is already floating. The dreams I've been having are amazing.

I wish this were forever.