I should probably stand up.
And I should probably clean my room.
And I should probably start my summer homework.
And I should probably text people back.
But instead I'll sit here, writing.
Instead I'll listen to music in my bedroom.
Instead I'll think about how right everything feels these days.
Instead I will realize that I'm happy, and content, and at peace.
Because it's summer.
Because I'm a teenager.
And because it's raining.
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