or when the day feels miraculously good.
woke up, bought breakfast at martin's.
went home, then out to meet up.
drove to bass pro shop, shopped for hours.
returned to atlanta, consumed the greasiest, most delicious foodstuffs in the state.
departed from the varsity, returned home with sleep in the eyes.
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Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
