Rissy. My life😜11.06.09😍03.20.17💍
I love school. I do.. I am not very good with History or with Philosophy, but I am trying my hardest to pass both of them with, at least, B’s.
Meh.
Spring Break.
Although, I am relieved to wake up every morning at 10:30 AM. The amount of chores I need to do, on top of organizing my fourth...
I just want to pass my classes and finish this semester.
The open road is calling & begging for us.
go roll down the window, go crank up that
radio. let’s drive until you hit the sky. it’s not about
where we will go. let’s start living before we die.
The first day of spring is one thing,
and the first spring day is another.
The difference between them
is sometimes as great as a month.
++Henry Van Dyke
When Nathaniel’s mother and stepfather were living in New York City, and he would return home from college during spring break and, later, during the summers, the sunlight had a curiously hard metallic sheen. On good spring days the light defined trees, buildings, and people alike with brilliant tactile clarity. Then, in late summer, like the old-time God of the ancients, enraged, the sun would melt down whatever it saw and start over again. In August, Nathaniel thought, the sopping gruesome heat in Manhattan liquefied the city. Someday the entire urban landscape would ooze into the Hudson. In New York, summer would be the season of doom.
