
If you are watching the parade, look for something that resembles giant colon, or perhaps a wedge of cheese or maybe a cube...only they know for sure. If you have an extra bottle of water, find the small slit in the side about eye level and press the bottle through (they'll thank you for it, trust me). Clap when they go by and tell them I love each and every one of them.
I dream of Santa Barbara, my family and friends who are there, the times of my life spent there and the times yet to be. Where our next stop will be is still unknown, but today, as with many days, my past meets my future, and I, much like the parade, will go with the flow.
In the future I hope to travel further north and experience the never-ending day associated with the far north. Until then, I relish in the extra minutes of daylight and firmly plant those memories of in my mind, waiting for a day with less light to remember them by.
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