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July 6, 2007
I lied in the sand restlessly, propping myself up onto my elbows so I could create a miniature sand dune in front of me. I watched the sand trickle out as I gave it a smiley face, later molding it into a set of handle bars on a skooter. I held onto them as I lied there hoping I'd get up in a different time or place, maybe on the deck at home ten years ago when my days were wrought with the smell of popcorn and dreams of confessing my lust for that blonde haired, blue-eyed masculine drama queen.