Passing Afternoon

I have a favorite time of day. It's between 1 and 4pm, but the weather conditions also have to be right. Sunny enough to feel the warmth on your skin but chilly enough to consider wearing a light jacket. Clouds should be fluffy and spread out, the sky dark-blue with a touch of somberness. When all these things come together, I know my day will be good--at the very least, not god-awful.

Of course today would be that day, which explains why I'm writing this. Have to scribble it down before my mind wanders off--half the reasons why I always post pictures here. It's so quiet in my house right now that if I stop typing I can hear my heartbeat. It's peaceful, and for an hour or two I can forget that I'm still at home and not in Vermont, that I don't know if I'll graduate on time, that I'm leaving my teen years in a month, and that I got kicked out of my dream school four months ago.

It's enough to make anyone cry, really.