Summer, how I’ve longed all school year to be back in your restful embrace, your warm, gentle winds easing my thoughts and caressing my callous skin. I finally have an opportunity to invest my time in something that I actually enjoy: reading a book without having to write a damn analytical essay afterwards. My book of choice for the moment is The Time Machine by H.G. Wells. I’m only on the second chapter, but I already see why it’s so highly acclaimed. Maybe I’ll tell you about it later. But when I do, don’t expect me to lay things out in the MLA format. Frickin’ school. Thank God I’m done for now.
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