chocolate and oatmeal cookies.
wet fur and big eyes.
written words and lost imagination.
the Doctor, and waiting for Rose to come back.
music too loud, colors too bright.
geekery and laughter.
pen and paper, colors and ink.
pictures and drawings.
tumblr and lots of gif's.
school end, summer start.
rain and hail and wind.
hot tea and buttered toast.
family and smiles.
endings and beginnings.
And that, in abstract, is life lately.
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