A rose is a rose is a rose…

… and I’m lazy and too warm.
The weather is sultry, hot and humid. Strong winds are trying to bend the trees, rattling among the branches.
Next week, and the week after that, I’ll have my summer-break. Two weeks of freedom to do whatever I want to do.
I seem to mentally have begun my time off already.
Don’t want to be here now… Don’t want to do what I have to do now… Want my freedom! Now!



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