you can find beauty between these cookie cutter houses

I don't know why I am blogging right now.
I should really be sleeping.
I am just so happy right now.

I guess you can celebrate too, in my happiness.

I guess today might be special.

My dad headed back to Ottawa around 4, or maybe 5. I was up so I got a chance to say goodbye to him. And then I went with my cousin to the park. and we swung on the swings watching the sun rise between two peaked roofs. the purple, the yellow, the pink and blue. It was all melted together. The windows of the houses reflected the red and seemed like angry old men standing attentive, stern. The houses with their big red eyes and flat bellies were so in tuned with me, and so indifferent to their inhabitants. The moist sand, the plastic slide, the croaking swings, they were all awoken from being comatose since forever.

I just want to thankyou.
you, to whom it may concern.
you who rang my phone and bought me a smile.
and
you who carved my name into the sand.

I am so in love with this squared life.
I am going to sleep now, but the sun will watch over you.

Be at peace.