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As time goes by i find myself to be a little happier everyday. I take more and more pleasure in the weird random little things that i've always loved and loved to do yet seem to have lost sight of briefly. LIke sleeping in, lazy sunday afternoons, being the first to dig into a brand new carton of ice cream. Texting at all hours of the night when i know damn well i should be sleeping but would really rather not. Ever so gently pressing on sunburned flesh for that second long reminder of the white porcelain it used to be. The occasional day where my hair is agreeable with me enough to not put a bandana over it without having to invest in tedious styling time. Happy little distractions that almost make me forget about nagging little dramatics that will be done away with after a simple phone call tomorrow or the 12:30-9 shift i'm working Monday through Wednesday. Its such a rare and delectable treat to be in such a perfect mood because there's always someone out there who seems intent on spoiling it for me. Maybe people are right when they say i deserve awesome days like these, undisturbed by pesky little trivial things. Definitely would not mind if the trend continued.