After a night of glee and laughter here and there, and not to mention the general happy fasad of summer... there's this thing. This thing of which I'm referring to, haunts me when I'm awake and caught in those moments of loneliness, in my bedroom, or in the corner of the house at an awkward period of time when the outside noises fade and my mind is left to itself to think and muse.... and then the thing creeps up through the floor boards and into my skin and chills every little happy thought in my head...
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