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I love the random radio music I end up liking that talks of life and love and that I always say I’ll find out who they are and buy their CD but never do.
I love spending hours getting ready in the morning then ruining it all by giving my horses a hug, resulting in filthy clothes and that everlasting horse odor.
I love watching Christmas movies in the middle of summer and loading up on Jimmy Buffet and yearning for the beach in the middle of winter.
I love how spinning around in a spinny chair until I feel like I could vomit is just as fun now as it was when I was five.
I love rereading all my favorite novels even though I could recite them all by heart.
I love how I put all my best writings and drawings in the crappiest and cheapest notebook I could buy.
I love how I plan to only go to Starbucks on a special occasion, yet manage to come up with a million special occasions.
I love how I feel lost and broken when I don’t have my dog there to hog the bed at night.
I love coming back home to visit all my greatest friends, supplying the downtown coffeeshop-bookstore with probably their only real business while we cram ourselves in the book room with all the comfy chairs reliving the old days we always said we hated.
I love painting in the sun, wearing flip-flops all year long, mismatching my socks, getting to watch all the Bikers at Big Tony’s Pizza, playing cards until 4 in the morning, eating movie pickles through a straw and taking the extra time to go the longer route just for a bit of scenery.
But most of all… I love a pretty picture.
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Smile, it increases your face value.
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