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20 May 2010 / April

Moving too fast

“Would you stop looking so damn happy?”

I coaxed my swing a little higher.  “You’re the one who should be happy.  You’re done!  You’re a sophomore now!”

“Yes, I’m a sophomore, but I don’t know what it means,” she said as we flew past one another, our feet not quite touching the ground as it raced by beneath us.

“It doesn’t have to mean anything.  It means you’re not a freshman anymore.  It means it’s summer and you don’t have any more finals or papers to write.  It doesn’t have to mean anything else.”

“I guess.”

“Anyway, I’m getting down now before I get motion sick.”


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