Average Thoughts For An Average Day

Summer should last longer. There is no logical reason that at this point it should already be half way over. And country music should always be playing. Always.

Cereal should be more widely accepted as an anytime food. The fact that I've eaten cereal for two of my three meals every day this week should not be a problem for anyone.

Gardens should be more of a thing. As a college student, I wish I could have a garden. I want to grow my own food and then cook it for the people I love. Fresh veggies and such from a garden on a summer's day...you're not going to get much better than that my friend.

Folding/putting away laundry is basically the worst part of having clean clothes.

People should be kinder to each other. And more forward. If I care about you or miss you I am going to tell you that and I shouldn't feel like I am risking our relationship (platonic or otherwise) by doing so. Why cant we just say what we are thinking? If they are nice words they deserve to be shared and heard and appreciated.

Home is a place where you can match on the Fourth of July and people love you anyways.

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