It is a Holiday Weekend, the unofficial start to the Summer. Ninety-two degrees is the forecast today. No dancing around the fire-pit with those temps. I remember with fondness that today would have been the last day of school until September. Thoughts of staying up late and playing hide-n-go-seek, and catching fireflies, and running barefoot, and, and, and. I have lost the wonderment and this Summer's quest is to get it back.
I have had several offers to stop by 'friends' homes this weekend and have not accepted one of them. We have gotten old and dancing around with joy is not in them. They say the five people you spend time with is a reflection of you, time to go in search of others that want to get up and dance. Older we may be, there can still be some celebration and joy.
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