I was awaken this morning by sunshine streaming through my window. As I lay looking out at the world, raindrops began falling through the rays, creating a glistening shower. It was a happy way to wake up. The rest of the day was spent doing graduation stuff with the McGowans, lunching, visiting, etc. It was such a pretty day. Warm at times, but so nice and cheerful. I sat in the driveway earlier, wishing that I could go sit by the lake as in summers past. I love that it doesn't get dark until 9:00. I love that lawn mowers are still humming busily at 8:30. I love the way thunderstorms roll in.
Right now I'm longing for sleep, but afraid of what will happen when I wake up in the morning. I woke up with sharp stomach pain the past two mornings, and the thought that it might happen a third morning makes me want to avoid sleep altogether. Childish notion, I know.
There is a happy little frog singing his heart out over the thunder and rain. If only we could all be more like him. Singing joyfully even through the storm. My abnormal psychology final is rapidly approaching, and I'm beginning to wonder if I should be more nervous. A lot of information has been crammed in very quickly, and I hope it managed to stick. It is most definitely time for bed. Goodnight, world. Have a happy tomorrow.
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