When the school bell rings for the last day of school back in grade school, the walk back home with the scent of dried grass being burned and the warm afternoon sun dancing on my skin...are enough to convince me that Summer has come...
But the ambience of a season doesn't end there. Looking back, I realize I have so much to return to so I could complete my definition of being sane and sensible. ..yes, sensible enough to be a mom to my fast-growing lil' boy and a wife to my husband.
The pressures of school must have driven the very source of art and creativity out me for the last seven months. So much that I think the "artist" of my being is now shouting for a reprieve...
Mhwaw.....
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