My inside feels thirteen times bigger, at least, than my outside does, and it just keeps snowballing. There's electricity now. I ran across campus, earphones in, arms out, eyes closed, and I would have been singing at the top of my lungs if there had been no people, because there's that one section in that song that always makes me want to run barefoot in a field, skirt slapping my ankles. I didn't have a long skirt or a field, and it's a bit painful to go barefoot around here, but I needed to feel the air on my face and the wind in my hair and the ground under my feet when my shoes slapped the brick, and for the first time in days, I felt like myself again. I'm beginning to forget the sound of my own voice. I am reliving that moment over and over, and if moments were replicate-able, I would do it again and again. I'll see you soon, you know. I just so desperately want to climb a tree and laugh. ~and may you never love in vain~ | 
