I just finished re-reading a favorite book.
I found it at borders when i was in sixth or seventh grade (one of the only decent young adult novels i've ever encountered there... i tend to steer clear of that section)
It's a good read, though simple. It always leaves me feeling wistful, wishing i, too, saw life in so many colors...
I'm sort of aching to go outside at the moment.
so farewell for now.
I leave you with well wishes for a Saturday as glorious as this.