Growth

Well, at first thought this summer didn't seem very fruitful. A few days ago I felt as if I'd wasted a precious month of my life and I wondered how many months we even get on this earth. And then about yesterday evening I realized I didn't really waste any of the time I've spent so far this summer. I've been recuperating in several ways. I'm happier; I have an increased sense of confidence; the fluidity of my speech and writing are returning after a simply dreadful year of mentally dehabilitating english class...I feel as if I'm growing inside. The sun's on my face and all I can do is spread my green tendrils higher.