Bikes are being ridden, plans are being formed. Summer is in the air.
Something Wicked This Way Comes
By Ray Bradbury
The most brilliant book I have read in ages.
For some reason the clock is always stuck at just before one o' clock.
"Goodbye," she said. "I'm off to the woods."
School has ended and summer is here.
With the onslaught of exams all the world seems black and white. Still, summer will come soon after. So lately I have been trying to look past the newspaper wrapped exterior of life and on through to the summer sunlight of life after exams.
