aren't we just all waiting for a little sunshine,
an excuse to eat candy,
and a time where for one more day,
we can feel like the rules don't apply?

well.
tomorrow morning,
the rules will apply.
if you could all give us a wake up call at about seven a.m.,
we'd really appreciate it.

but for now,
we'll go to sleep with soft, vague memories
of a week of no wake up calls.
no pressure.
a week of just being us.
it wasn't always so good...
there was an awful lot of yelling.
but it felt like it used to feel;
more than it has
for a while.
it felt
like
home.

i mean all of that.

thanks for reading.
tt