The sun broke out, shedding a bright glow over the wet pavement, as the song from "Annie" rang in my head. Yes, indeed, the sun will come out. Bet your bottom dollar.
It ended up being a successful week - although, not exactly an easy one. The rainy days at work were non-stressful; the new youth-band had their first night of performing (Thur) - and I am so proud of them for their fantastic job; practice with my aunt Virgie (for Sunday night) finally came together AND sounds very satisfying; the initial heartache, once felt from the start of the week, feels more like hope. Thank the Maker for it all.
Last night, I was engulfed in a battle - a battle between best friends. The rain was spitting hard on my face, in the night's darkness. The moon glowed ever so dim, as two guns were firing all around me. I grabbed the nearest PVC pipe and began to swing at Javi; meanwhile, Matt was shooting directly at my face. Oh, the joy of being boys (and having air-soft guns).
Today is the celebration for my birthday. I'm turning 21, and I feel like I don't want to. Alas, the timeline of my life stretches another mark, during this cold month. However, I look forward to (not only) being with people I love most, but also... getting another chance to reach into the future with brightest hopes. Thankfully, those people are by my side. I love them all.
BE FREE.
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