Have you ever gotten that feeling, the one where you are driving down the street and you look around, and suddenly you feel like you are living in a book. The trees are on either side of you, the leaves are changing colors, and for that little bit of time it seems everything is perfect. The kind of perfection one reads about in novels. It's a feeling of quaintness. One of elegant simplicity.
It's almost like stepping into Stars Hollow, or some other town written to make people want to live there. You almost feel like you need to have a script infront of you, and a bunch of guys carrying around big cameras and microphones... ok, so I don't know too much about the movie making industry, oh well...
Anyways, I got that feeling today, that feeling that everything is perfect... that if I looked really fast to my left I would see Huck or Tom heading to the river or white-washing fences... Everywhere you look people just seem happy.
The only sad thing that happens is the next feeling... Kind of like a Sunday afternoon feeling. You've had a great, wonderful day, and then you realize that the next day you'll have to go back to school or work, and it almost ruins the rest of the day for you... Almost, but not quite.
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