Monday, August 1, 2011

Dear Monday morning pancakes,

You're a change.  I've been eating toasted bagels and cereal for the last four weeks, shoving apples and snack bars into my bag.  But today, I woke up at 9, two hours late, laid in bed, debating what to do, and then decided that I wanted pancakes.  It's weird not being in a drama class right now.  The last show is tonight and then I'm done, I can return to lazy summer life.  Strange. 


love,
hannah

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